33. And so the king, being greatly saddened, ascended to the upper room of the gate, and he wept. And as he went, he was speaking in this manner: “My son Absalom! Absalom my son! Who can grant to me that I may die on your behalf? Absalom, my son! My son, Absalom!”





“Lembre-se de que os santos foram sempre criticados pelas pessoas deste mundo, e puseram sob seus pés o mundo e as suas máximas .” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina