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Wenta Ma3aya

Lyrics:

On a chilly morning one day
In the desert far away
One monk went to the garden
As usual to pray

He saw a strange glow
A grape vine hanging low
But this was not the season
For any grapes to grow

(The monk didn’t wait
Rushed to the monastery’s gate) x2
(And gave it to the Abbott
St Macarious the Great) x2

St. Macarious said who
Should I give this vine to?
Finally he walked to the cell  
Of the eldest monk he knew

He said take this my dear
You are the eldest here
And when you get the blessing
We’ll all be of good cheer

(The monk reluctantly
Took it but so quickly) x2
(Thought how can I enjoy it
When my brothers sleep hungry) x2

He gave it to the monk next door
And it went from door to door
It came back to the abbot
At the end of its tour

St Macaious the Great 
He rose up right away
Asking all the monks to gather 
And hear what he had to say

(He said I clearly see
Seeds of love growing here) x2
(And this grape vine 
Is my sure sign) x2

(Our Lord made us aware
We are light of the world) x2
(And when it’s shining bright
It can never ever hide) x2

Chords:
Em C D Bm
Em C D B7

Em Em
C D C B7

The Grape Vine - Erika and Erin (كان فى عنقود عنب)

No Eye Has Seen Another God Like You-Joe Seif

I Place My Soul (Jam Session)

Original from Anesti.
Singer: John Awad
Writer/Composer: Sarah Bibawy
Production: John Bibawy
Cover Art: Andrew Ayad
Special Thanks to Mina Hanna and David Bebawy for their countless input and effort. 

Little One Feat. John Awad

Ⲁⲥⲱⲙⲉⲛ - Asomen

My Fathers the Monks of St.Moses Abbey - St.Mary and St.Moses Abbey

سورة المزمل كاملة 
 القارئ الشيخ / محمود الحصري العوامي
من صلاة التراويح

 من قراء أسيوط
نفعنا الله بعلمهم ورزقهم العمل بما يقولون

للتسجيل أو التطوع أو المساهمة
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073- سورة المزمل كاملة - القارئ الشيخ / محمود الحصري العوامي

1995 Kiahk My Heart and My Tongue Fr. Bishoy Demetrious, Fr. Antonious Tanious

When I Feel Worried- Paul Mankarious

O MARY

Lyrics:

One day You passed by me
You saw chains on my hands
I saw with my own eyes
Tears for me in Your eyes

One day I passed by You
I saw my chains on Your hands
I’m free because of You
Then tears filled my eyes

(“How much, Lord, did You pay
To set me free?” I asked
“My son, it is a lot,
But not too much for you.”) x2

One day by me You’ll pass
About my freedom You’ll ask
Feeling my slavery
Although in You I’m free

My sins have bounded me
Loving the world around me
I seek my place in it
That I am Yours I forget

(Free yet I am Your slave
Yours for all of my days
Your slave and free I’ll live
To You myself I give.) x2

One Day You Passed By Me - Bolivia Sessions w/ Maria Athnasios

Crown The Year is a well known Coptic Orthodox Christian spiritual song that is always sung in churches across the globe come the Coptic New Year. This composition, with original chords by John Zakhary and vocals by Maria Athnasios, bring forth a new rendition of the song. Notably, climactic rises noted during the violin and piano pieces by Anastasia and Juliana Bibawy portray the joy of the New Year. We hope you enjoy this latest production from Anesti!

Vocals: Maria Athnasios
Co-Producer/Guitar: John Zakhary
Piano: Juliana Bibawy
Violin: Anastasia Bibawy
Producer/Oud/Tabla: John Bibawy

Album Cover Art: Angela Athnasios
Album Cover Editing/Trademark: Andrew Ayad

Crown The Year Feat. Maria Athnasios

His Sweet Voice - Erin Melek & Anthony Marcos feat. Father Suriel Costandi
Oud by Moura Raghib

Once I wandered so far away
from my Good Savior Jesus.
He came to me, He who saved me,
and called for me to return.

Refrain: 
His sweet voice did call me, call me:
“Prolong not thy straying away.
O dear child, return quickly, 
and come to Me, come to Me!”

Cruel thorns left my feet to bleed out,
wounds and agony unparalleled.
I heard the Voice call out to me,
“Thou art in error, return.”

Never did I ever care to 
heed to Him, nor to His words.
Therefore I walked away with His
warnings of pain in contempt.

My path grew ever more treacherous,
menacing darkness has prevailed.
I cried in my profound anguish:
“Where is Thy delightful Face?”

My grief has exceeded limits
due to my straying away. 
Desolated, I requested: 
“O my Savior! Come to me!”

Straightaway, a light shone brightly,
O how radiant it was!
My tender Redeemer with a
smile appeared to my aid.

His Sweet Voice - Erin Melek & Anthony Marcos feat. Fr. Suriel Costandi

A stranger I lived in the world - غريبا عشت في الدنيا

*From the Poems of H.H Pope Shenouda III

A stranger I lived in the world
A foreigner like my forefathers
A pilgrim in my attitude
In my thoughts and my desires
A Stranger, I have no one to
Unload on him, my thoughts so true

The people do not like my roots
Nor do they understand my end
In craze arise the multitude
In maddening noise without an end
And I remain in solitude
Serenity in my heart felt
A stranger, I can find no home
Nor a corner to rest alone

I cast away the world's pleasures
Ignoring her callings to me
I went, I dragged away my things
Away from their merry-makings
My heart silent, indifferent
To all they think is important
My listening will never yield
To loud and worldly conversing

I wander off all on my own
So happy to be in the vast
With my timbrel and my cymbal
And melodies of praise I sing
And now comes the holy moment
In which I Retreat with my King
I roam about as a spirit
Invisible to on-lookers
The world alien I am to it
A foreigner like my forefathers

My existence is a triumph
No wealth, power to disturb me
No house is here to delay me
Nor any friend or family
And with me are the sweet verses
And great proverbs to console me
The Bible here my only lamp
And nothing else to concern me

I do not know of any fear
Nor any bonds that hinder me
No longer does the world rule me
Against me and at times for me
No longer does the world rule me
Against me and at times for me
I say to every enemy
Who only wants to seduce me
Beware that now I am alive
A stranger as were my fathers.

My Fathers the Monks of St.Moses Abbey - St.Mary and St.Moses Abbey

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