0. A Song of Ascents.

1. I lift up my eyes to the hills. From whence does my help come?

2. My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.

3. He will not let your foot be moved, he who keeps you will not slumber.

4. Behold, he who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

5. The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is your shade on your right hand.

6. The sun shall not smite you by day, nor the moon by night.

7. The LORD will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life.

8. The LORD will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and for evermore.





O sábio elogia a mulher forte dizendo: os seu dedos manejaram o fuso. A roca é o alvo dos seus desejos. Fie, portanto, cada dia um pouco. Puxe fio a fio até a execução e, infalivelmente, você chegará ao fim. Mas não tenha pressa, pois senão você poderá misturar o fio com os nós e embaraçar tudo.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina