Isaiah, 28
28. No, he does not thresh it unendingly, nor does he crush it with his noisy cartwheels and horses.
28. No, he does not thresh it unendingly, nor does he crush it with his noisy cartwheels and horses.
“Subamos sem nos cansarmos, sob a celeste vista do Salvador. Distanciemo-nos das afeições terrenas. Despojemo-nos do homem velho e vistamo-nos do homem novo. Aspiremos à felicidade que nos está reservada.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina