Storia do Mogor 65.44.4

65.44.4

At six in the evening I left the house of my friend Dulha, and took my road to the place where my followers were with much quietness, rendering thanks to our Lord. On arriving close to them, I knew them all, but they did not recognise me, although they looked at me. Then, all of a sudden, I gave a shout, whereupon they knew my voice and came running with open arms towards me, unable to utter a word by reason of exceeding joy. They all began to weep with content, and after a rest, I related in detail all that had happened to me on that day, and how God, out of His infinite compassion, had been my deliverer.