Job, 17
7. My eye has grown dim from grief, and all my members are like a shadow.
7. My eye has grown dim from grief, and all my members are like a shadow.
“É doce o viver e o penar para trazer benefícios aos irmãos e para tantas almas que, vertiginosamente, desejam se justificar no mal, a despeito do Bem Supremo.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina