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  • He will judge between many peoples and arbitrate between mighty nations. They will hammer their swords into ploughshares and their spears into bill-hooks. Nation will not lift sword against nation or ever again be trained to make war. (Micah 4, 3)

  • And to you, Tower of the Flock, Ophel of the daughter of Zion, to you your former sovereignty will return, the royal power of the daughter of Jerusalem. (Micah 4, 8)

  • How wretched I am, a harvester in summer time, like a gleaner at the vintage: not a single cluster to eat, none of those early figs I love! (Micah 7, 1)

  • From you has emerged someone plotting evil against Yahweh, one of Belial's counsellors. To Judah (Nahum 1, 11)

  • There the fire will burn you up, the sword will cut you down. Make yourselves as numerous as locusts, make yourselves as numerous as the hoppers, (Nahum 3, 15)

  • let your commercial agents outnumber the stars of heaven, (Nahum 3, 16)

  • And so the law loses its grip and justice never emerges, since the wicked outwits the upright and so justice comes out perverted. (Habakkuk 1, 4)

  • They haul them all up on their hook, they catch them in their net, they sweep them up in their dragnet and then make merry and rejoice. (Habakkuk 1, 15)

  • Yahweh, I have heard of your renown; your work, Yahweh, inspires me with dread. Make it live again in our time, make it known in our time; in wrath remember mercy. (Habakkuk 3, 2)

  • Wail, you who live in the Hollow, for it is all over with the merchants, all the money-bags have been wiped out! (Zephaniah 1, 11)

  • "Is there anyone left among you who saw this Temple in its former glory? And how does it look to you now? Does it not seem as though there is nothing there? (Haggai 2, 3)

  • I shall stand guard before my home to defend it against all comers, and no oppressor will overrun them ever again, for now I am on the alert. (Zechariah 9, 8)


“Dirás tu o mais belo dos credos quando houver noite em redor de ti, na hora do sacrifício, na dor, no supremo esforço duma vontade inquebrantável para o bem. Este credo é como um relâmpago que rasga a escuridão de teu espírito e no seu brilho te eleva a Deus”. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina