Isaiah, 34
4. The heavens will dissolve and the skies roll up like a scroll, all their hosts shall fall, as the leaf falls from its vine, as the fruit falls from its tree.
4. The heavens will dissolve and the skies roll up like a scroll, all their hosts shall fall, as the leaf falls from its vine, as the fruit falls from its tree.
“O amor sem temor torna-se presunção.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina