24th Sunday after Pentecost

And he spake a parable unto them, saying, The ground of a certain rich man brought forth plentifully:

εἶπε δὲ παραβολὴν πρὸς αὐτοὺς λέγων· ἀνθρώπου τινὸς πλουσίου εὐφόρησεν ἡ χώρα·

[Заⷱ҇ 66] Рече́ же при́тчꙋ къ ни̑мъ, гл҃ѧ: человѣ́кꙋ нѣ́коемꙋ бога́тꙋ ᲂу҆гобзи́сѧ ни́ва:

And he thought within himself, saying, What shall I do, because I have no room where to bestow my fruits?

καὶ διελογίζετο ἐν ἑαυτῷ λέγων· τί ποιήσω, ὅτι οὐκ ἔχω ποῦ συνάξω τοὺς καρπούς μου;

и҆ мы́слѧше въ себѣ̀, глаго́лѧ: что̀ сотворю̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ не и҆́мамъ гдѣ̀ собра́ти плодѡ́въ мои́хъ;

And he said, This will I do: I will pull down my barns, and build greater; and there will I bestow all my fruits and my goods.

καὶ εἶπε· τοῦτο ποιήσω· καθελῶ μου τὰς ἀποθήκας καὶ μείζονας οἰκοδομήσω, καὶ συνάξω ἐκεῖ πάντα τὰ γενήματά μου καὶ τὰ ἀγαθά μου,

И҆ речѐ: сѐ сотворю̀: разорю̀ жи̑тницы моѧ̑, и҆ бо́льшыѧ сози́ждꙋ, и҆ соберꙋ̀ тꙋ̀ всѧ̑ жи̑та моѧ̑ и҆ блага̑ѧ моѧ̑:

And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry.

καὶ ἐρῶ τῇ ψυχῇ μου· ψυχή, ἔχεις πολλὰ ἀγαθὰ κείμενα εἰς ἔτη πολλά· ἀναπαύου, φάγε, πίε, εὐφραίνου.

и҆ рекꙋ̀ дꙋшѝ мое́й: дꙋшѐ, и҆́маши мнѡ́га бла̑га, лежа̑ща на лѣ̑та мнѡ́га: почива́й, ꙗ҆́ждь, пі́й, весели́сѧ.

But God said unto him, Thou fool, this night thy soul shall be required of thee: then whose shall those things be, which thou hast provided?

εἶπε δὲ αὐτῷ ὁ Θεός· ἄφρον, ταύτῃ τῇ νυκτὶ τὴν ψυχήν σου ἀπαιτοῦσιν ἀπὸ σοῦ· ἃ δὲ ἡτοίμασας τίνι ἔσται;

Рече́ же є҆мꙋ̀ бг҃ъ: безꙋ́мне, въ сїю̀ но́щь дꙋ́шꙋ твою̀ и҆стѧ́жꙋтъ ѿ тебє̀: а҆ ꙗ҆̀же ᲂу҆гото́валъ є҆сѝ, комꙋ̀ бꙋ́дꙋтъ;

So is he that layeth up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God.

οὕτως ὁ θησαυρίζων ἑαυτῷ, καὶ μὴ εἰς Θεὸν πλουτῶν.

Та́кѡ собира́ѧй себѣ̀, а҆ не въ бг҃а богатѣ́ѧ.

All things are delivered unto me of my Father: and no man knoweth the Son, but the Father; neither knoweth any man the Father, save the Son, and he to whomsoever the Son will reveal him.

Πάντα μοι παρεδόθη ὑπὸ τοῦ πατρός μου· καὶ οὐδεὶς ἐπιγινώσκει τὸν υἱὸν εἰ μὴ ὁ πατήρ, οὐδὲ τὸν πατέρα τις ἐπιγινώσκει εἰ μὴ ὁ υἱὸς καὶ ᾧ ἐὰν βούληται ὁ υἱὸς ἀποκαλύψαι.

[Заⷱ҇ 43] Всѧ̑ мнѣ̀ прє́дана сꙋ́ть ѻ҆ц҃е́мъ мои́мъ: и҆ никто́же зна́етъ сн҃а, то́кмѡ ѻ҆ц҃ъ: ни ѻ҆ц҃а̀ кто̀ зна́етъ, то́кмѡ сн҃ъ, и҆ є҆мꙋ́же а҆́ще во́литъ сн҃ъ ѿкры́ти.

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

Δεῦτε πρός με πάντες οἱ κοπιῶντες καὶ πεφορτισμένοι, κἀγὼ ἀναπαύσω ὑμᾶς.

Прїиди́те ко мнѣ̀ всѝ трꙋжда́ющїисѧ и҆ ѡ҆бремене́ннїи, и҆ а҆́зъ ᲂу҆поко́ю вы̀:

Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.

ἄρατε τὸν ζυγόν μου ἐφ᾿ ὑμᾶς καὶ μάθετε ἀπ᾿ ἐμοῦ, ὅτι πρᾷός εἰμι καὶ ταπεινὸς τῇ καρδίᾳ, καὶ εὑρήσετε ἀνάπαυσιν ταῖς ψυχαῖς ὑμῶν·

возми́те и҆́го моѐ на себѐ и҆ наꙋчи́тесѧ ѿ менє̀, ꙗ҆́кѡ кро́токъ є҆́смь и҆ смире́нъ срⷣцемъ: и҆ ѡ҆брѧ́щете поко́й дꙋша́мъ ва́шымъ:

For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

ὁ γὰρ ζυγός μου χρηστὸς καὶ τὸ φορτίον μου ἐλαφρόν ἐστιν.

и҆́го бо моѐ бл҃го, и҆ бре́мѧ моѐ легко̀ є҆́сть.