Pope Gabriel I of Alexandria | Pope Gabriel Alexandria

Pope Gabriel I of Alexandria was the Coptic Pope of Alexandria and Patriarch of the See of St. Mark (910 - 921).

Preceded by
Michael III

Coptic Pope
910–921

Succeeded by
Cosmas III

Popes of the Coptic Orthodox Church

1st–4th centuries	Mark I Anianus Avilius Kedron Primus Justus Eumenes Markianos Celadion Agrippinus Julian Demetrius I Heraclas Dionysius Maximus Theonas Peter I Achillas Alexander I Athanasius I Peter II Timothy I Theophilus I

5th–8th centuries	Cyril I Dioscorus I Timothy II Peter III Athanasius II John I John II Dioscorus II Timothy III Theodosius I Peter IV Damian Anastasius Andronicus Benjamin I Agatho John III Isaac Simeon I Alexander II Cosmas I Theodoros I Michael I Mina I John IV Mark II Jacob Simeon II Joseph I Michael II Cosmas II Shenouda I Michael III

9th–12th centuries	Gabriel I Cosmas III Macarius I Theophilus II Mina II Abraham Philotheos Zacharias Shenouda II Christodolos Cyril II Michael IV Macarius II Gabriel II Michael V John V Mark III John VI Cyril III Athanasius III John VII Gabriel III John VII Theodosius III John VIII John IX Benjamin II Peter V Mark IV John X Gabriel IV Matthew I

13th–16th centuries	Gabriel V John XI Matthew II Gabriel VI Michael VI John XII John XIII Gabriel VII John XIV Gabriel VIII Mark V John XV Matthew III Mark VI Matthew IV John XVI Peter VI John XVII Mark VII John XVIII Mark VIII

17th century–present	Peter VII Cyril IV Demetrius II Cyril V John XIX Macarius III Joseph II Cyril VI Shenouda III Tawadros II

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