Song of Solomon, 4
16. Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
16. Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
“O Santo Rosário é a arma daqueles que querem vencer todas as batalhas.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina