Rotherham(i)
1 And he went on to say, unto his disciples also,––There was, a certain rich man, who had a steward, and, the same, was accused to him as squandering his goods.
2 And, accosting him, he said unto him––What is this I hear of thee? Render the account of thy stewardship, for thou canst no longer be steward.
3 And the steward said within himself––What shall I do, because my lord taketh away the stewardship from me? Dig, I cannot: to beg, I am ashamed.
4 I know what I will do, that, when I am removed out of the stewardship, they may welcome me into their own houses.
5 And, calling unto him each one of the debtors of his own lord, he was saying unto the first,––How much owest thou my lord?
6 And, he, said––A hundred baths of oil. And, he, said unto him––Kindly take thine accounts, and, sitting down, make haste and write––Fifty!
7 After that, unto another, he said––And how much owest, thou? And, he, said––A hundred homers of wheat. He saith unto him––Kindly take thine accounts, and write––Eighty!
8 And the lord praised the unrighteous steward, in that with forethought he acted:––Because, the sons of this age, have more forethought than the sons of light, respecting their own generation.