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1- Hail to my Coptic Church, my pretty
Lord's bride Who welcomes us any time with arms open wide, We come in to enjoy the treasure stored inside. 2- After two great saints, my church got her name: St. George the Prince of Martyrs, always carried the flame, Archimandrite Anba Shenouda, we love him just the same. 3- The angels of my church, bearers of the staff, Our dear presbyters who care for us and serve, Lord accept their prayers raised on our behalf. 4- On my way to church I gladly pray my psalms; As I long to your courts, and my hearts hums. The swallow has found a nest, here my soul calms. 5- Graciously preserve His Holiness our Pope, Pontiff Shenouda the third, we lift our hearts up, Lord listen to our prayers, our eyes do hope. 6- Grant that he remains many years on his throne, Preaching Your word in truth, and working for union, With his guidance may all the churches become one. |
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