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Our Tender Mother

A Stranger - Pope Shenouda III

Sunday Theotokia with Fr. Tadros Hermina and the deacons of St. George and St. Joseph Church in Montreal, Quebec.

Fr. Tadros Hermina - Sunday Theotokia

أنت لم تنصت الي الحيه بل ** اخطأت امي وأصغت لنداها 
انت لم تقطف من الجنه بل ** قطفت امي حراما من جناها 
أنت قدوس طهور بينما ** انا من شرد في الأرض وتاها 
أنت عالٍ في سماء انما ** انا ابن الأرض اصلي من ثراها 
انت رب واله وانا ** عبدك الإثم من يعصي الإلها
فلملذا انت مصلوب هنا **وانا الخاطي حر اتباهي
حكمه يا رب لا أدركها ** وحنان قد تسامي وتناهي 

أنا اولي منك بالصلب انا ** صاحب العار الذي لوث نفسه
أنا من ضيع ويحي يومه ** في ضلال مثلما ضيع أمسه
أنا من يسعي الي الموت وفي ** نشوه أو سكرة يحفر رمسه
أنا ظمآن تولي مسرعًا ** يرتجي الحيه ان تملأ كأسه
أيها المصلوب يا من قد رأي ** كل من في العالم الناكر قدسه 
كلما طافت بك العين انزوت ** نفسي الخجلي يغطيها بكاها
فلماذا انت مصلوب هنا ** وانا الخاطي حر اتباهي 
حكمة يا رب لا ادركها ** وحنان قد تسامي وتناهي

ترنيمة أنت لم تنصت من قصائد البابا شنودة الثالث

Just Like The Bird - Ibrahim Ayad - July 17 2014

Bishop Abakir Song "3en El Rab"

Based on the Lyrics of Edward C. Yong
Like meek lambs: 
you cried out: 
with your final breath: 
‘O Lord Jesus.’

+ And like roses blooming: 
in the deserts of Libya: 
you shed your blood: 
for our Saviour.

With godly valour: 
you enlightened the whole world: 
with courage and love: 
from your steadfast faith.

+ O Pride of Minya: 
and Boast of the church of Mark: 
intercede with Christ: 
that He may save our souls.

O you new martyrs: 
Victorious and Brave: 
the faithful children: 
of the Nation of the Cross:

+ You denied not Christ: 
to save your mortal lives.
With your faithfulness,
you earned the crowns of life.  

You heard the Shepherd’s Voice,
calling out to you:
“Come unto Me,
O Blessed of My Father”

+ He embraced you, 
with arms open wide,
and you found true rest,
by the shores of Paradise.

Your blood blessed the sea,
and spread throughout the earth,
planting the seed of faith,
in the hearts of the Christians.

+ You witnessed to us: 
who honour your struggle:
that the Lord gives strength: 
in the hour of trial.

By your example: 
we raise our voice and sing:
O Lord Jesus, 
be our comfort and strength!

Like Meek Lambs (Glorification for Martyrs of Libya) تمجيد لشهداء ليبيا - Mina Ghattas

Refrain
In one of my dreams
While sleeping in peace, I saw pure mothers And our Holy, precious Queen 
In one of my dreams
A great and beautiful scene
I saw pure mothers
And our Holy, precious Queen
Verse 1
One was a young martyr
Strong in faith and persevered
She lived with forty friends
The king's threats they never feared
Her father lost his way
But her faith led him to stay
My beloved St Demiana, the Princess of the heavenly (*2)
Quickly I ran to her
Her gaze was sharp and wise 
She urged me to remember To seek the heavenly prize
Verse 2
The next ones share a name
Though their paths were not the same
One left the world in place raised a child in her embrace
The other faced the enemy And triumphed in her bravery
My beloved St Marinas, the vessels of humility (*2)
Quickly I ran to them,
Their eyes were clear and bright
They urged me to remember 
To seek the path of Light
Verse 3
The fourth one loved to pray
Evil could not find its way
The mention of her name
Made Satan burst in flame.
Cyprian's magic failed
And in time his faith prevailed
My beloved St Justina, She fought in Christ's arena (*2)
Quickly I ran to her
Her prayer was deep and true
She urged me to remember 
To pray in all we do
Verse 4 
This mother lived in sin
And strayed from Christ within 
The world would always tempt her
The church she could not enter
To the desert she fled
And lived for Christ instead
My beloved Egyptian Mary, her passions she did bury (*2)
Quickly I ran to her,
Her spirit was filled with glee, 
She urged me to remember, 
Repentance sets us free.
Verse 5
In the temple she grew 
In obedience and virtue
She bore the Son of Man 
To fulfill God's Holy Plan 
For us she intercedes
For all her children's needs.
My beloved St Mary, the Saviour she did carry (*2)
Quickly I ran to her
Her arms were open wide
She urged me to remember 
In Christ we must abide


In One of My Dreams (Saintly Mothers) ft GhobrialG

In the Midst of the Raging Sea x I'll Cast All My Cares On You | Mashup

Keneesitna Arabic Melody (Our Church) - Cantor Tharwat Nady | مديحه علي الكنيسه للمعلم ثروت نادي

O Thou in whose presence delighteth my soul
And whom in my distress I call
My comfort by day and my refuge by night
My stronghold whenever I fall.

Shepherd of my soul I beg Thee to tell
Where thou keepest thy sheep to rest
For why should I roam in the valley of tears
And wander as one who is lost.

I ask thee to tell me daughters of Zion
Have ye seen the One I adore
I seek him in vain in the night of my soul
But lo! I can find Him no more.

Shepherd of my soul I shall follow Thee
O how sweet Thy voice is to me
So guide me and lead me and show me the way
My only desire is Thee.

I am my beloved’s and He is mine too
He calleth me sister and spouse
O how do I long for the day we shall wed
In heaven in His Father’s house.

O Thou In Whose Presence

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Je nai nan - Have mercy on us (Coptic, English, Arabic)

هللوا سبحوا اسم يسوع

In The Midst Of The Raging Sea (Coptic) by Boules Malak

Covenant Thursday Fraction-Abouna Antonious Tanious

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.

Bishop Abakir Song "3en El Rab"

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