Baruch, 6
70. Just like a thornbush in a garden on which perches every kind of bird, or like a corpse hurled into darkness, are their silvered and gilded wooden gods.
70. Just like a thornbush in a garden on which perches every kind of bird, or like a corpse hurled into darkness, are their silvered and gilded wooden gods.
“Quando Jesus vem a nós na santa comunhão, encontra alegria em Sua criatura. Por nossa parte, procuremos Nele a nossa alegria.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina