And Mary said:
“My soul glorifies the Lord
47 and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
48 for he has been mindful
of the humble state of his servant.
From now on all generations will call me blessed,
49 for the Mighty One has done great things for me—
holy is his name.
50 His mercy extends to those who fear him,
from generation to generation.
51 He has performed mighty deeds with his arm;
he has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts.
52 He has brought down rulers from their thrones
but has lifted up the humble.
53 He has filled the hungry with good things
but has sent the rich away empty.
54 He has helped his servant Israel,
remembering to be merciful
55 to Abraham and his descendants forever,
just as he promised our ancestors.”
56 Mary stayed with Elizabeth for about three months and then returned home. --Luke 1:46-56
My soul and spirit sing to the Savior;
Exaltation visits my lowly state.
Soft mercy touches me through the ages;
His strong arm scatters the secretly proud.
Rulers fall fast as their subjects rise up.
Sudden abundance overflows the empty;
Wretched, rotten need comes home to the rich.
Objects of precious blessing, God stays true
To Israel with richer Deposit
Than Abraham could have ever guessed.
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