Zefte Pentes

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

Fr. Tadros Hermina - Sunday Theotokia

Judge me, O Lord, for I have walked in my innocence, and trusted in the Lord; I shall not be weakened. Prove me, O Lord, and try me; purify my heart and my reins. For your mercy is before my eyes, and I am pleased with your truth. I have not sat with the vain council, nor shall I enter in with the transgressors. I have hated the assembly of evil doers, and shall not sit with ungodly men. I will wash my hands in purity, and go around Your altar, O Lord, to hear the voice of Your praise, and to speak of all your works. O Lord, I have loved the beauty of Your house, and the dwelling place of Your glory. Do not destroy my soul together with the ungodly, nor my life with bloody men, in whose hands are iniquity, and their right hand is filled with bribe. But I have walked in my innocence; save me, and have mercy upon me. My foot stood in uprightness; in the congregation I will praise You, O Lord. ALLELUIA

Psalm 25

Parts 1 and 3. Shared psalm with one of the servants in his church.

Portion of Holy Week Psalm - Hieromartyr Father Mina Aboud

Teach Me Lyrics

Teach me, to wait for You Oh Lord, to wait for You Oh Lord
Show me, Your vision for my path, Your vision for my path

(For I have no one except You, You're my support
And Your Spirit is guiding me, and Your word is my path)x2

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

(For I have no one except You, You're my support
And Your Spirit is guiding me, and Your word is my path)x2

Teach me - Convent with Coptic MG

“Come, let us worship and bow down; Let us kneel before the Lord our maker. For He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture, and the sheep of His hand.” -Psalms 95:6-7

Psalms 95:6-7 | St. Mark DC Ft. Fr. Anastasi

O Thou 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 vein 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
He calleth me sister and spouse
O how do I long for the day we shall wed
In heaven in His Father's house.

Teach me - Convent with Coptic MG

George Beshara