1. A song of ascents. Of David. How good it is, how pleasant, where the people dwell as one!

2. Like precious ointment on the head, running down upon the beard, Upon the beard of Aaron, upon the collar of his robe.

3. Like dew of Hermon coming down upon the mountains of Zion. There the LORD has lavished blessings, life for evermore!





“Enquanto tiver medo de ser infiel a Deus, você não será’. Deve-se ter medo quando o medo acaba!” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina