Psalms, 21
16. My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death.
16. My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death.
“O Santo Rosário é a arma daqueles que querem vencer todas as batalhas.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina