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.
“Seja grato e beije docemente a mão de Deus. É sempre a mão de um pai que pune porque lhe quer bem” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina