Lamentations, 1
2. Bitterly she weeps at night, tears upon her cheeks, With not one to console her of all her dear ones; Her friends have all betrayed her and become her enemies.
2. Bitterly she weeps at night, tears upon her cheeks, With not one to console her of all her dear ones; Her friends have all betrayed her and become her enemies.
“Não se aflija a ponto de perder a paz interior. Reze com perseverança, com confiança, com calma e serenidade.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina