Lent Commemoration of Saints Praise

Afrek Etve & Khristos Analemepsis - Danny Girgis, Sammy Girgis, Kerolos Bernaba, Bishoy Michael

Chanted by youth from the church of the Virgin Mary and St. Athanasius in Mississauga, Canada. The psali is chanted in the Kiahk Watos tune (like the Burning Bush melody). May the blessings of the month of Kiahk be with us.

Kiahk Midnight Praise - Saturday Psali and Theotokia

Sunday Adam Psali

Commemoration of the Saints in Coptic - Fr. Antonious Tanious

Verse 1:
Teach me, to wait on You O Lord, to wait on You O Lord
Show me, Your vision for my path, Your vision for my path

(For I have no one, except for You, You’re my support
And Your spirit is guiding me
And Your word is my path) x2

Verse 2:
Make me taste, the richness of Your love, the richness of Your love
Lead me, to Your majestic light, to Your majestic light

(For Your great love, is my safety all I yearn for
And in prayer, I place my hope
It’s all I long for in this world) x2

Verse 3:
O my Lord, open my eyes, open my eyes
O my Lord, set a flame in my heart, set a flame in my heart

(So I can see, Your arms oh Lord surrounding me
And Your love embracing me
And Your Spirit caring for me) x2

Teach Me To Wait On You O Lord (Softer)

According to the Rites and Traditions of the Coptic Orthodox Church, this hymn is to be chanted on the Feast of The Glorious Resurrection and the Holy 50's during the procession.

"Your Resurrection O Christ, Savior,
The angels in heaven praise.
Make us also here on earth worthy, 
with pure hearts to Glorify You."

Teen Anastasin - Your Resurrection

Ee Parthenos - Cantor Tharwat

Adam Aspasmos in Arabic - Rejoice O Mary

Abouna Paul Guirgis: Fraction to the Father for the Feast of the Virgin and Angels

O beloved, oh beloved; nailed unto the cross for me
O what sin hast Thou committed; Thou who callest all to be
O beloved, wish that I could; spend the rest of life with Thee
Worshipping Thine holy passion, crucifying the flesh for Thee

Daughter of Zion behold Me; stricken and smitten for Thee
Friend and kin, me have forsaken; there is none to comfort me
All alone I'll tread the winepress, all alone I'll drink the cup
Shedding my blood for Thee to ransom, and my flesh for Thee to sup

I was bound, and I was smitten, and they did spit in my face
I was stripped, and I was scourged, I was condemned in your place
Your sins became my crown of thorns; Oh that you would understand
Every time you sin a new, it's one more nail in my hand

Like a lamb brought to the slaughter, like a dumb sheep to be sheered
King, Creator, Lord, and Master, by His creatures, mocked and jeered
Despised, rejected, with grief acquainted, and of men was not esteemed
Bruised and wounded, sore afflicted, yet, with His stripes we were healed

Lord create in us a fountain; that with tears will ever flow
And a heart contrite and broken, and the spirit within renew
Oh that we could shed the tears over Thy feet pierced and bruised
Oh that we always remember, for our sins Thou were abused

O Beloved

Ⲡⲓⲭⲟⲣⲟⲥ ⲛ̀ⲧⲉ Ⲡⲓⲁⲅⲓ̀ⲟⲥ Ⲓⲁⲕⲱⲃⲟⲥ ⲛ̀ⲣⲉⲙⲛ̀ⲥⲉⲣⲟⲩⲅ
Sharing the Joy of Coptic Chant

Adam Aspasmos in Arabic - Rejoice O Mary

Chorus of St. Jacob Serugh | خورس يعقوب السروجي