Psalms, 147
18. But he sends his word and melts the snow; he makes his breeze blow, and again the waters flow.
18. But he sends his word and melts the snow; he makes his breeze blow, and again the waters flow.
“Quando a videira se separa da estaca que a sustenta, cai, e ao ficar na terra apodrece com todos os cachos que possui. Alerta, portanto, o demônio não dorme!” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina