Psalms, 118
12. Like swarms of bees they encircled me; but like burning thorns they died down; in the name of the Lord I crushed them.
12. Like swarms of bees they encircled me; but like burning thorns they died down; in the name of the Lord I crushed them.
“Tenhamos sempre horror ao pecado mortal e nunca deixemos de caminhar na estrada da santa eternidade.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina