Psalms, 21
16. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue hath cleaved to my jaws: and thou hast brought me down into the dust of death.
16. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue hath cleaved to my jaws: and thou hast brought me down into the dust of death.
“Uma só coisa é necessária: estar perto de Jesus”. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina