Echo U09

إخراج: شادي قاسم | Directed by: Shady Kasem
مدير تصوير: سامح فوزي  | D.O.P: Sameh Fawzy
منتج منفذ: محمد سرور | Executive Producer: Mohamed Sorour
منتج موسيقي منفذ: إسلام إسماعيل  | Music Executive Producer:  Islam Ismail
كلمات: هشام صادق | Lyrics by: Hisham Sadek
ألحان وتوزيع : محمد شفيق | Arranged and Composed by: Mohamed Shafik
تسجيل الغناء: محمد اسماعيل  | Vocals Recorded by: Mohamed Ismail
ميكساج: محمد شفيق | Mixing : Mohamed Shafik
ديجيتال ماستر:  أمير محروس | Digital Mastering by: Amir Mahrous
تم التسجيل بأستديوهات نجوم ريكوردز  | Recorded at Nogoum Records Studios
 
Nogoum Records Director: Yasser Khalil

Social Media Mgmt.| Mohamed Hussein – NRPD
Service Providers Manager| Marian Nasr
Digital Consultant | Emad Moussa
PR Consultant | Hani Azab

Official Radio Partner | Nogoum FM 
Official TV Partner | Nogoum FMTV  

Produced by Nogoum Records & Highway Media Production & Management
 إنتاج نجوم ريكوردزوهاي واي للإنتاج الفني والإدارة 


كلمات الأغنية
أيام و فاتوا  
و خسارة صعب أحكيلكوا شوفت انا فيها ايه
أيام ما عدتش بسهوله
مين ذكرياته 
مافيهاش حاجات توجع و ناس داست عليه
كل قلب و فيه اللي فيه
هنعمل إيه طابور واقفين بنتعلم
ف مش زعلان أنا بس الصدمة خضتني
في مين فالدنيا عاش من غير ما يتألم
و إيه يعني إن مره مشاعري ضلِّتني
في حاجات كتيره 
كان يجرى إيه لو كنا عادي ما شوفناهاش
يا ريته كان بس بإيدينا
في حمول كبيره 
وانا لو بإيدي الوضع كنت ما شيلتهاش
خلاص دلوقتي ما علينا
هنعمل إيه طابور واقفين بنتعلم
ف مش زعلان أنا بس الصدمة خضتني
في مين فالدنيا عاش من غير ما يتألم
و إيه يعني إن مره مشاعري ضلِّتني

Song Lyrics
Days That Passed
And it’s hard to tell what has happened through them all
Days that didn’t pass easily
Who doesn’t have memories that hurt him
And people who disappointed him
Every heart has its own 
We are all standing here to learn
I am not sad, I am just shocked 
Who lives in this world without being hurt
And what if once my emotions fail me? 
There are a lot of things that we could miss and didn’t witness
I wish it was in our hands 
It’s a heavy burden 
And if it’s my choice I wouldn’t carry it all
But anyway
What will we do if we are all standing here to learn
I am not sad I am just shocked 
Who lives in this world without being hurt?
And what if once my emotions fail me

Ayam W Fato

Ahmed Batshan- Ayam W Fato / أحمد باتشان - أيام و فاتوا

DJDEVILS REMIX - Maha Ftouni - Safert B3eed - مها فتوني - سافرت بعيد

Remix - Msh Hekaya 2023 ريمكس - مش حكاية

Men Baadak

[DJ LT ] مهى فتوني يا واحشني

ضلّيت طريقي في بعدنا مش لاقي نور
مكسور ولكن عمري ما ببيّن كسور
سير الحياة ما وقفش بعدك بس أنا 
ثابت مكاني وعمري مش قادر يدور

المشكلة مش بعدنا وبعدنا ليه
المشكله في القلب والذكرى اللي فيه
واني لو في يوم هميل أو اشتكيت 
هلاقي كتف منين أميل وأسند عليه

نفسي أشوفه وأحكي ليه كل اللي فات
وإن قلبي لسه مليان ذكريات
السنين بتعدي وتغير حاجات 
بس حبه في قلبي عمره م لحظه مات

كان في اتفاق نفضل سوى لابعد سنين
ازاي قسمنه السكه بيننا لسكتين
لو كان عشمنا في بعضنا الخوفُ ماليه
كان أولى عندي نخاف ونبقى مكملين

دلوقتي أنا زي الورق وقت الخريف
إحساس غيابك للاسف إحساس مخيف
مشيت بعيد ومشيت انا لكني سيبت
قلبي مستنيك على نفس الرصيف

كلمات: حسين الأرماني
ألحان: محمد ناجي
توزيع: جوزيف دمرجيان
مكس وماستر: زيد العلان

محمد خلايلة - ضلّيت طريقي

أصالة _ رامي صبري - بحبك(MP3_160K).mp3

Lsa Yama [75bpm] - ولسى ياما

Lyrics:

Good afternoon, earth Boy and Girl...
Thank you for being here today...
I’d like to take just a few minutes to talk to you about something...
That I believe matters more than anything else in life...
God’s love...

You see, we live in a world where love often feels temporary...
People come and go... 
Promises are broken...
Many of us have been hurt or disappointed...
But the Bible tells us about a love that is different...
A love that is unshakable, unconditional, and eternal...

Romans 5 says something beautiful...
While we were still weak, at the right time, Christ died for the ungodly...
While we were still sinners, Christ died for us...

Think about that for a moment...
God didn’t wait for us to fix ourselves...
He didn’t wait for us to be good enough...
He loved us first...
Even when we were lost, selfish, or broken...
He came for us...

That’s what the cross means...
Jesus didn’t just die for perfect people...
He died for people like you and me...
People with fears, questions, and mistakes...
That’s the kind of love God has...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

Now you might ask...
But what if I mess up again...
Or, What if I feel far from God...
Or even, How do I know He still loves me...

Romans 8 answers those questions with power and clarity...
If God is for us, who can be against us...
He who did not spare His own Son but gave Him up for us all...
How will He not also graciously give us all things...
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ...
Shall trouble... 
Or hardship... 
Or danger... 
Or death...

And then Paul says this...
I am convinced… 
That nothing...
Not death or life, not angels or demons...
Not the past or the future, not height or depth...
Nothing in all creation can separate us from the love of God...
In Christ Jesus our Lord...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

So, if you’ve ever felt unloved… 
Or unworthy… 
Or too far gone…
Please hear this...
You are not beyond His love...

Thank you for listening...
And if your heart is stirred… 
Don’t ignore it...
Maybe today is the day to say...
Yes, Lord...
I receive Your love...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...




Unshakable Love

Lyrics:

They told me life was mine to keep...
So I bought my dreams and lost my sleep...
But nothing stayed, it slipped away...
Like sand that scattered in the rain...

Whoever loves wealth is never satisfied...
Ecclesiastes 5:10...

They said success would set me free...
But all it did was bury me...
The trophies rust, the silence grows...
Where is the truth I used to know...

I thought I’d live forever here...
As if the world would stop for me...
But I forgot I’m just a breath...
A flicker in eternity...

Do I own the life I breathe...
Or was it never mine to keep...
Do I exist just to survive...
Or was I made to be alive...

I’m tired of chasing what decays...
There must be more than dying days...
What if this death is not the end...
But just the glitch He came to mend...

Death is an error, not the design...

From Heidegger to From I read...
To be, not have...
That’s what they said...
But being still feels like a blur..
When nothing answers who we were...

I see the systems, lies and pride...
And all the things we try to hide...
But one man broke the error’s code...
He walked through death, then left the stone...

He didn’t sell a perfect plan...
He touched the wound inside of man...
I don’t know if He’s God or King...
But death obeyed His whispering...

He made me wonder, made me pause...
What kind of man rewrites the laws...
The laws of dust and grave, of shame and fear...

I thought I’d live forever here...
As if the world would stop for me...
But I forgot I’m just a breath...
A flicker in eternity...

Do I own the life I breathe...
Or was it never mine to keep...
Do I exist just to survive...
Or was I made to be alive...

I’m tired of chasing what decays...
There must be more than dying days...
What if this death is not the end...
But just the glitch He came to mend...

Death is an error, not the design...

If death was never meant to stay...
and love outlives the grave...
then maybe He…
really is the way...

The wages of sin is death...
The gift of God is eternal life...
in Christ Jesus our Lord...
Romans 6:23...

Death is an error

Who Was Seo Seo-pyeong?
Seo Seo-pyeong was originally German, born as Elisabeth Johanna Shepping (1880–1934). She lived with her mother without a father, but when her mother left alone for America, Shepping was raised by her maternal grandmother. At the age of twelve, she traveled to America to be reunited with her long-missed mother. Having lived in extreme poverty, Shepping understood well the hearts of the poor. This background became the foundation for her life as a nurse dedicated to helping the needy.
While in college, she heard about Jesus from a friend and converted from Catholicism to Christianity. Like Jesus, who lived among the poor and persecuted, Shepping desired to live that kind of life herself. When she came across an announcement recruiting a nurse missionary to be sent to Korea, she decided to embark on the long journey to a poor and desolate land as both a nurse and a missionary. Upon arriving in Korea, she became known as Seo Seo-pyeong...

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Lyrics:

I want to tell you about a woman whose life was a living sermon.... 
Her name was Miss Elisabeth J. Shepping...
known in Korea as Seo Seo Pyeong...
This… was her heartbeat.... 
And this… is the song we sing in her memory...

She came with empty hands...
Planting seeds of grace…
In this strange land, she knelt and prayed…
To the broken and forgotten...
She opened her arms wide…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

She held the hands of the leper...
Wept beside the beggar...
Gave away all she had...
Heaven knew…
The depth and clarity of her love…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

I have no father, no mother…
Yet I belong to You, Lord…
I am comforted…
I give You all I am…
Let me live with Your heart inside me…

The Bible says in The Gospel of Mark 10:45 … 
For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve...
and to give his life as a ransom for many...

On the day her eyes closed...
The city wept…
Beggar, orphan, and child...
All wept together…
Her quiet love had lifted them up…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

She had no home...
And left behind only...
Half a blanket, two cups of rice,
And seven coins…
Her life itself was the Gospel...
A life poured out as an offering…

Not Success But Service

Lyrics:

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Sound the trumpet...
let the drums resound...
Lift your hands... 

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Unless one is born of water and the Spirit...
He cannot enter the Kingdom of God...

What is born of the flesh is flesh...
What is born of the Spirit is spirit...
Do not be amazed that I said to you...
You must be born again...

The wind blows wherever it wishes...
You hear its sound but cannot tell...
Where it comes from or where it’s going...
So it is with all born of the Spirit...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Unless one is born of water and the Spirit...
He cannot enter the Kingdom of God...

What is born of the flesh is flesh...
What is born of the Spirit is spirit...
Do not be amazed that I said to you...
You must be born again...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Rejoice in the Lord always...
Again I will say, rejoice...
Whoever hears My word and believes...
Him who sent Me has eternal life...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Whoever hears My word and believes...
Him who sent Me has eternal life...
He does not come into judgment...
But has crossed from death to life...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Unless one is born of water and the Spirit...
He cannot enter the Kingdom of God...

What is born of the flesh is flesh...
What is born of the Spirit is spirit...
Do not be amazed that I said to you...
You must be born again...





Truly, truly, I say to you...

Lyrics:

Midnight on a New York block,
Steam breathes from iron grates,
Neon blinks like a tired eye,
A siren thins into the night...

A young man on cold asphalt,
Pockets turned, phone gone,
Blood on his sleeve, ribs aching,
His whisper barely fogs the air... Help…
Streetlight hums. Footsteps pass.
The city looks away...

A pastor in a dark coat slows,
Sermon notes pressed beneath his arm,
Calendar tight, headlines loud.
Lord, have mercy… he breathes,
Then folds the prayer inside his chest.
Not safe… not wise… I’m late…
His shoes keep time with the subway’s rumble...

A worship singer with a backpack,
Guitar case tapping at his knee.
He sees the blood, removes an earbud,
Feels his heart reach, then retreat.
Rehearsal ran long. I should call a ride…
Someone kinder… someone braver…
He puts the earbud back,
And the beat swallows his doubt...

A stranger rounds the corner...
Calloused hands, a construction badge,
English learned in long shifts and short sleep.
He kneels without asking names.
Two fingers to the neck.. pulse.. thin...
He presses a clean handkerchief to the wound,
Counts steady... one, two, three
Then runs to the pharmacy’s humming lights.
Alcohol. Gauze. Tape.
He returns, washes grit and fear,
Wraps the pain with trembling gentleness.
Stay with me, brother. Stay...

Taxi door open, heater humming,
His own cash on the dashboard.
Hospital, please. Fast.
He keeps the pressure, keeps the rhythm,
Whispers a prayer in a language
The city rarely listens to...

Fluorescent halos, triage questions,
Paper forms and tired eyes.
He signs what he can,
Leaves a folded stack by the chart.
If it costs more… I’ll come back....
A nurse nods. The clock moves slow.
He waits until breath sounds even,
Then writes his name on a small note,
Creases it once, and goes.

Sun catches on chrome and glass,
The city wakes with coffee and headlines.
The young man opens his eyes to white ceilings,
The ache is honest, the room is kind.
Someone brought you in, the nurse says,
Placing a laundered handkerchief by his hand.
On the note... You’re not alone...
I’ll check again after work...

Who became the neighbor on the way...

It was the one who stopped,
The one who knelt...
The one who stayed...
The one who paid...

For every city is filled with roads...
From Wall Street to Harlem,
From bright lights to broken alleys.
And on each one,
Jesus still whispers...
Go… and do likewise...





Go and Do Likewise

خلصت الحكاية و صارت وراي ؟
 أنت اللي أخترت البعد شو بدك مني  بعد؟ 
 مات الحكي هيدي النهاية !


فكرتك صح و كانت هيدي غلطة عمري
 أوقات الصح صعب علينا نشوفو دغري 
نلاقي الغالي علينا مخبي بتوب الكذبة 
 من جوا رخيص ومن برا دهب و قشرة !! 


خلص بزيادة ماتكمل عادي ...
مطرح مابدك فل ما متلك متل الكل ..
مابترتاحو لتصيرو ماضي .. 

فكرتك صح و كانت هيدي غلطة عمري
 أوقات الصح صعب علينا نشوفو دغري 
نلاقي الغالي علينا مخبي بتوب الكذبة 
 من جوا رخيص ومن برا دهب و قشرة !!


أدم .. خلصت الحكاية

ميدلي - رامي صبري

Echo P. Whale is an artist who creates a House Worship sound that moves between deep spirituality and electronic music.

Once pursuing music for worldly success, Echo P. Whale experienced a turning point through deep repentance. The name “Whale” symbolizes his encounter with God in the depths, much like Jonah in the belly of the great fish.

“Echo” represents the ongoing reverberation of that moment—repentance and grace resounding through his music to this day.

And through many hardships, he hopes that the resonance of this music may bring even a small measure of comfort to you now.

Not Success But Service

Echo P. Whale

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