Song of Solomon, 6
9. Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
9. Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
“Não se aflija a ponto de perder a paz interior. Reze com perseverança, com confiança, com calma e serenidade.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina
