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.
“Quando o dia seguinte chegar, ele também será chamado de hoje e, então, você pensará nele. Tenha sempre muita confiança na Divina Providência.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina