The Armenian Church in Zamość

Along the ridge, walking along the old walls on our journey, let's think, that somewhere to the left, the walls of today's houses enclose the space once occupied by the Armenian temple, who flocked to Zamość in great numbers after learning about the city's rise.
They were coming from Armenia, Persia, Cappadocia, Iran, Kaffy, Caesarea, encouraged by the privileges issued to their nation by Zamoyski in 1585 i 1589 r., which: allowed them to sell with wine, honey, I was engaged in the production of morocco and beer, and a separate “frontage”, that is a street, is located in the most advantageous district of the city, he also ensured freedom of religion, having agreed to build a church.
He gave the church a field for salary, garden, and a meadow, and appointed an annual salary for the parish priest, which became X. Krzysztof Kałust.
At first, the church was modest, wood, soon for the ordinate of Tomasz, confirming paternal privileges and bestowals, and with his help the foundations were started to be built, counting on the sacrifices of the believers. X. Jakób Ałtunowicz, successor of X. Kalusta, he collected generous funds multiplied significantly by Warteres Kirkorowicz, wealthy burgher from Zamość, which as many as five brick houses located near the temple under construction, bequeathed to the church.

Soon it became small, admittedly, but beautiful and shapely, building in eastern taste, with a small turret and cloisters running around, which was soon consecrated by X. Jędrzej, Bishop of Bogdania.

After the partitions, later canceled by the Austrian government like so many other churches, it lost its rich church equipment at an auction and passed into private hands, it was partially used as barracks.

Maybe this one, or that corner of the house, these are still its old walls.

Maybe a little, the depth of the yard, tombstones, once served in the greatest humility of spirit at the feet of pious passers-by, waiting for my hand, which will throw away the rubble and dust of them for years, man's hand, who remembers the votive crosses once carved in the columns of the temple and the flames of candles crawling in front of them, with a sigh, he will add his prayer to these, as was whispered here in the past.