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علي الكربلائي الكربلائي :

رحمة الله تعالى عليه

2024-10-19 17:59:33

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Abdallah :

الشيخ محمد صديق المنشاوي،،،، هو ذلك المسافر من أثقال التراب إلي معارج الملائكة، صوت غريب عتيق لا مثيل له إذا حزن فكأنما يتنفس في صدر سيدنا يعقوب وإذا خشع فكأنما يجلس في ظلال العرش،

2024-09-29 21:53:44

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Jamal Alsharee :

ماشاء الله

2024-11-11 17:29:29

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MoHamed NoBel :

اجتمعنا ف التعليقات و نحن ما نعرف بعضنا أسأل الله ان يجمعنا في جنةٍ عرضها السماوات و الارض متابعه 🙏🏻

2024-10-23 15:15:16

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doos we shof🫰🏼 :

اللهم اغفر له و اجعله في ميزان حسناته

2024-11-13 19:39:27

5

aymanyons4 :

عليه رحمه الله

2024-11-11 20:03:28

5

heba_26 :

رحمه الله تعالى عليه

2024-11-12 12:32:52

7

Egy.Man :

ارأيت كيف نذوب خشوعا للقرآن بصوتك يا سيدنا الشيخ🙂

2024-10-13 16:13:59

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Z.H 🚑🩺🇰🇼 :

لا إله إلا الله 🤍🤍

2024-11-02 20:00:46

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user5879485516615 :

صوت لن يكرره الزمن

2024-11-10 19:23:13

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zainabfadoua :

لا إله إلا الله

2024-11-13 20:36:12

6

عبدالله محمد✨ :

يا الله

2024-11-10 09:21:59

5

🫡🫡🦅🦅🇮🇶 :

لله

2024-11-15 09:04:25

6

ام مريم :

استغفر الله العظيم

2024-11-12 18:26:26

7

حكمات أبو علي :

لا اله الا الله

2024-11-14 21:53:18

7

سبحان الله :

سبحان الله وبحمده سبحان الله العظيم

2024-11-13 12:10:50

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مَ. :

يالله هالصوت 😢

2024-11-09 09:39:10

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heba_26 :

اللهم صلِّ. على محمد وآل محمد

2024-11-12 12:32:30

7

ُْْ :

إن إلى ربك الرجعى

2024-11-24 16:03:44

5

𓆩 Aβđ Ałłā 𓆪 :

لااله الا الله وحده لاشريك له له الملك وله الحمد

2024-11-10 15:05:26

7

فاطمـة :

ماشاء الله تبارك الرحمن

2024-10-25 03:44:16

7

عباس اربيلي :

اجمل صوت عندي احسن براحه شديدة لم اسمعها

2024-10-21 10:40:12

8

ابو محمد :

صوت يذكرنا بالطفولة واذاعة المدرسة رحم الله والدي وجميع موتى المسلمين

2024-11-18 14:09:57

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التميمية 🇮🇶 :

الله اكبر مافي احلى من صوت المنشاوي بكل العالم

2024-11-08 17:45:07

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أبو احمد :

رحم الله الشيخ المنشاوي وغفر له وأسكنه الفردوس الأعلى من الجنة ووالدينا وموتى المسلمين

2024-09-26 18:57:49

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