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Uchili
Uchili (Russian: Учили́; Tatar: Cyrillic Өчиле, Latin Öçile, [œɕiˈle]) is a village (selo) in Arsky District of the Republic of Tatarstan, Russia, located on the bank of the Berezinka River, 13 kilometers (8.1 mi) south of Arsk, the administrative center of the district. Population: 243 (2000 est.); 224 (1989); all ethnic Tatars. There is a primary school and a club in the village. The main occupation of the population is cattle breeding. There is a club, a secondary school, and a mosque, attributed to the 19th century, in the village.
The village has been known to exist since the 17th century as Malaya Berzinka (Малая Березинка) or Keçe Biräzä (Кече Бирәзә). In the 19th century shoulder-yokes and spindles were produced there. The imam of the village mosque was Zinnätulla Zäynelbäşir ulı, grandfather of Ğabdulla Tuqay, who also lived in Öçile.
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by: Echo HollowSovereign are you, Lord, you who sit upon the throne,
Father, Son and Spirit, perfect trinity you are.
Through your word you’ve created the heavens and the Earth,
You command what you will, and you grant what you command.
Total dominion,
Above you no one dwells,
Master majestic,
You conquered death and Hell.
Incarnate Word, born into the world that you created,
Son of God most high came to Earth and became low,
A mother made by her own child,
We marvel at your awesome plan.
Then became… (then became)
Rejected by the builders then became He the cornerstone,
Beautiful saviour, the grave couldn’t hold you down.
Torn now is the veil,
And now you call to me, to come to you,
Your body torn for me,
Your blood was shed for me, and now I know the way is through the veil.
The debt of the sinner can only be paid with blood,
Holy wrath and anger; forgiven through Christ alone.
Torn now is the veil,
And now you call to me, to come to you,
Your body torn for me,
Your blood was shed for me, and now the only way is through…
Torn now is the veil,
Glory to glory, he’s transforming me,
All honour and all praise unto the holy one,