Psalms, 21
16. My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death.
16. My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death.
“Um dia você verá surgir o infalível triunfo da justiça Divina sobre a injustiça humana”. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina