Jeremiah, 15
18. Why has my sorrow become never-ending, and why has my wound become so dire that it refuses to be cured? It has become for me like the deception of untrustworthy waters.”
18. Why has my sorrow become never-ending, and why has my wound become so dire that it refuses to be cured? It has become for me like the deception of untrustworthy waters.”
“Feliz a alma que atinge o nível de perfeição que Deus deseja!” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina