Psalms, 39
12. You rebuke our guilt and chasten us; you dissolve all we prize like a cobweb. All mortals are but a breath. Selah
12. You rebuke our guilt and chasten us; you dissolve all we prize like a cobweb. All mortals are but a breath. Selah
“O amor sem temor torna-se presunção.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina