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A Light in the Heavens: Great Encyclical Letters of Pope Leo XIII

A comprehensive collection of Pope Leo XIII's encyclical letters, this book delves into the teachings and insights of one of the most influential pontiffs of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The letters cover a wide range of topics, including social justice, religious freedom, and the role of the Church in modern society. more

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Pope Leo XIII

Pope Leo XIII (born Vincenzo Gioacchino Raffaele Luigi Pecci) served as the 256th Pope of the Catholic Church from 1878 to 1903, making him one of the longest-reigning popes in history. Born on March 2, 1810, in Carpineto, Italy, he died on July 20, 1903, in Rome. He is renowned for establishing modern Catholic social teaching through his landmark encyclical Rerum Novarum (1891), which addressed workers' rights and became a foundation of Catholic social doctrine. Leo XIII promoted Thomistic philosophy and worked to reconcile the Catholic Church with the modern world. more

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