Hey Elizabeth

Mary: Your baby just moved. Weird!
Elizabeth: I know, right?

Thankfully posterity has phrased Mary’s joy a little more elegantly.

My soul doth magnify the Lord : and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour.
For he hath regarded : the lowliness of his handmaiden.
For behold, from henceforth : all generations shall call me blessed.
For he that is mighty hath magnified me : and holy is his Name.
And his mercy is on them that fear him : throughout all generations.
He hath shewed strength with his arm : he hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.
He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek.
He hath filled the hungry with good things : and the rich he hath sent empty away.
He remembering his mercy hath holpen his servant Israel : as he promised to our forefathers, Abraham and his seed for ever.

Many composers have set this text, most often sung during Evensong except if you’re Lutheran. Then it’s heard at communion.

Here’s a setting by Sir Charles Villiers Stanford in C major as sung by the choir of Salisbury Cathedral.

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