Job, 2
12. And when they had raised up their eyes from a distance, they did not recognize him, and, crying out, they wept, and, tearing their garments, they scattered dust over their heads into the sky.
12. And when they had raised up their eyes from a distance, they did not recognize him, and, crying out, they wept, and, tearing their garments, they scattered dust over their heads into the sky.
“Seja paciente nas aflições que o Senhor lhe manda.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina