Song of Solomon, 4
11. Thy lips, my spouse, are as a dropping honeycomb, honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments, as the smell of frankincense.
11. Thy lips, my spouse, are as a dropping honeycomb, honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments, as the smell of frankincense.
“Padre, eu não acredito no inferno – falou um penitente. Padre Pio disse: Acreditará quando for para lá?” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina
