So now you want me to sell my soul ... What a thing! walked
When poor gray, dull anguish, stifled by fear, paralyzed by uncertainty, you showed no interest it.
When filming embarrassed for life, breathing the stench of death that horrified, you completely ignored. cared little whether it was finally destroyed.
And now you want?
Now trying to convince me he cares about their petty tempting offers? Now that
happy finally shines a new light is projected into a placid serenity?
"Right now a joy that floods ever received?
Well, sir, sorry, I can not give you what no longer belongs to me. Another
paid a heavy price for it despite the little that was worth ...
And they sang a new song, saying, Thou art worthy to take the scroll and to open its seals, for you were slain, and with your blood compraste para Dios a gente de toda tribu, lengua, pueblo y nación .
Apocalipsis 5:9
