Psalms, 138
16. Thy eyes did see my imperfect being, and in thy book all shall be written: days shall be formed, and no one in them.
16. Thy eyes did see my imperfect being, and in thy book all shall be written: days shall be formed, and no one in them.
“O amor e o temor devem sempre andar juntos. O temor sem amor torna-se covardia. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina