Isaiah, 48
19. Your descendants would be like the sand, and those born of your stock like its grains, Their name never cut off or blotted out from my presence.
19. Your descendants would be like the sand, and those born of your stock like its grains, Their name never cut off or blotted out from my presence.
“É doce o viver e o penar para trazer benefícios aos irmãos e para tantas almas que, vertiginosamente, desejam se justificar no mal, a despeito do Bem Supremo.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina