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ترنيمة جميلة جدا وكلماتها احلى  ياريت كلنا نصليها دي الترنيمة اللي بتين مدى حب يسوع لينا ومدى جماله وانه اله عظيم 
تعالوا نرسم صورة يسوع بصلاتنا للترنيمة
صلوا من اجل استمرار الخدمة 
جرجس عبود


ترنيمة نفسي ارسم صورة ليك

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ترنيمة يا سيدى الحبيب

“Where My Feet Belong” marks the moment Echo Wiggins quietly returns to La Crosse not for the cameras, not for a campaign, not for anyone’s expectations, but because the wind itself calls him home.

He steps out of the limo without announcing his arrival.
No headlines.
No crowds.
Just twilight, gravel, memory, and a sudden, overwhelming sense of truth.

This is Echo’s first true Resonant awakening.
The moment his spirit recognizes what his mind has forgotten.
When the land, the river, the people even those behind closed curtains feel him return.

The watchers move here too, softly and unseen, stirring hearts as his foot touches the earth.

This song is the breath he’s been holding for years finally exhaled
a release, a recognition, and a reminder

Before the world shaped him,
before the politics claimed him,
before the noise drowned his voice
this is where he belonged.

And now, the journey home truly begins.

[Verse 1]

The limo door opened into twilight air,
And the hush of home caught me standing there.
I didn’t call ahead, didn’t say a word
Just followed a feeling too deep to be heard.

My foot touched gravel, the old porch light’s glow,
And something inside me softened slow.
No speeches now, no crowds, no throngs
Just earth whispering, “This is where you belong.”

[Chorus]

And I breathed… for the first time in so long.
Felt the weight drop off where the road went wrong.
Every echo inside me grew steady and strong
Here in the quiet,
Here in the fading dawn,
I finally stood
Where my feet belong.

[Verse 2]

No one knew I was coming home
But somehow the town didn’t feel alone.
A light flicked on, a curtain drawn
As if hearts stirred when my feet touched the lawn.

The evening sky turned a dusky blue,
A color I swear I somehow knew.
Like childhood prayers or an old-time song
A memory humming, “You’ve been gone too long.”

[Chorus]

And I breathed… for the first time in so long.
Felt the weight drop off where the road went wrong.
Every echo inside me grew steady and strong…
Here in the stillness,
Here in the twilight’s calm,
I finally knew
Where my feet belong.

[Bridge – Whisper-soft]

The wind said nothing I could name,
But I felt its hands just the same.
And somewhere close, though I walked alone
Hearts awakened
the moment I came home.

[Final Chorus]

And I breathed… God, I breathed so deep,
Like waking up from a years-long sleep.
No limos, no titles, no right-or-wrong
Just the land saying softly,
“You were home all along.”

And I stood in the twilight, healed and strong…
Finally back
Where my feet belong.

Where My Feet Belong

SUNDAY MORNING HANGOVER

08- أستر المطرود و أجبر الكسير

ترنيمه أب مش بيحب من فيلم المتحف 
صولو ابونا جوناثان رفعت  .. ليديا شنوده
كلمات و تلحين استاذ فادي فوزي

ترنيمه أب مش بيحب

ترنيمة فرحان بيك كورال أفا مينا خدمة أعدادى وثانوى بكنيسة رئيس الملائكة الجليل سوريال والشهيد العظيم مارمينا بالعمرانية
Audio Engineering peter nashaat  

فرحان بيك-01

13- 2016-08-18_الرب يشفي المنكسري القلوب

صلاة في زمن الكورونا
هل دا غضب ربنا
فين مراحمه 
ايه الحكمة ف غلق الكنايس
تأمل للصلاة ورجاء في وعود الله

كتابة و اداء صوتي : ايريني القس
خدمة راديو بي اهموت
ترنيمة نجينا ابونا موسي رشدي

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