Isaiah, 40
7. The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of Yahweh blows on them. (The grass is surely the people.)
7. The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of Yahweh blows on them. (The grass is surely the people.)
“O amor e o temor devem sempre andar juntos. O temor sem amor torna-se covardia. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina