Lamentations, 1
9. Her filth clings to her skirt. She gave no thought to her doom, and so her fall came suddenly, with no one to offer comfort. "Look, O Yahweh, upon my misery, for my enemy has overcome me."
9. Her filth clings to her skirt. She gave no thought to her doom, and so her fall came suddenly, with no one to offer comfort. "Look, O Yahweh, upon my misery, for my enemy has overcome me."
“Para consolar uma alma na sua dor, mostre-lhe todo o bem que ela ainda pode fazer.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina