1. In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

2. O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

3. What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

4. The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

5. Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

6. my soul hath been long a sojourner.

7. With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.





“A divina bondade não só não rejeita as almas arrependidas, como também vai em busca das almas teimosas”. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina