After a while a high priest came by that way, saw him lying there, and noticing that he was a stranger, passed quickly on.

A little later an assistant priest came by, saw him lying there, and thought: He's either severely wounded or dead, but I'm not going to put myself out for a stranger; and he passed on.

At last there came one of the despised Samaritans.

He saw the helpless creature, stopped, and had pity on him.

He revived him with wine, put healing salve on his wounds, lifted him up, and carried him to the nearest inn.