1. O Lord, how great in number are my foes! How numerous are they who rise against me!

3. How many are they who say of my soul: "There is no help for him in God!"

4. But you are my shield, O Lord, my glory, you lift up my head.

5. Aloud I cry to the Lord, and from his holy hill he answers me.

6. If I lie down to sleep, again I awake, for the Lord supports me;

7. no fear of the thousands standing against me.

8. Arise, O Lord! Deliver me, O my God! You strike all my enemies on the jaw, you have broken the teeth of the wicked.

9. Salvation comes from the Lord. May your blessing be upon your people!





“É difícil tornar-se santo. Difícil, mas não impossível. A estrada da perfeição é longa, tão longa quanto a vida de cada um. O consolo é o repouso no decorrer do caminho. Mas, apenas restauradas as forças, é necessário levantar-se rapidamente e retomar a viagem!” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina