Psalms, 17
15. And he sent forth his arrows and scattered them. He multiplied lightnings, and he set them in disarray.
15. And he sent forth his arrows and scattered them. He multiplied lightnings, and he set them in disarray.
“Não se desencoraje, pois, se na alma existe o contínuo esforço de melhorar, no final o Senhor a premia fazendo nela florir, de repente, todas as virtudes como num jardim florido.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina