Habakkuk, 3
14. You have cursed his scepters, the head of his warriors, those who approached like a whirlwind so as to scatter me. Their exultation was like one who devours the poor in secret.
14. You have cursed his scepters, the head of his warriors, those who approached like a whirlwind so as to scatter me. Their exultation was like one who devours the poor in secret.
“E’ na dor que o amor se torna mais forte.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina