Hannah's and Mary's Song

I Samuel 2:1-10 and Luke 1:46-55

My heart rejoices in Yahweh

                My horn is made high in my God.

My mouth is made large above my enemies

                I rejoice in your deliverance!

My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord

                My spirit is glad in God my Savior.

Because he has regarded the humble station of his servant

                From now on, all generations will call me blessed.

The Lord’s name is holy

                His mercy continues from generation to generation

                On all who fear Him.

No one is holy like Yahweh;

                There is no Rock like our God.

Do not boast in your pride

                Do not let arrogance ooze out of your mouth.

For Yahweh is a God of knowledge

                And he judges by one’s deeds.

The bows of the mighty ones are shattered

                But those who stumble gird on strength.

Those satisfied with food are now selling themselves for bread;

                While those who starved grow fat.

A barren woman gave birth to seven

                While the mother of many children is exhausted.

Yahweh kills some while he makes others alive;

                He sends some to Sheol, and rescues others from death.

Yahweh makes some poor, and others rich

                He lowers some, and exalts others.

The poor he raises from the dust

                The needy he lifts up from shit.

He seats them with the powerful

                And he makes them inherit an honorable station.

Yahweh has shown His arm’s strength

                He has scattered the lofty in the thoughts of their hearts.

He has lowed the mighty from their high stations

                And lifted up those in the low place.

The hungry are filled with good things

                While the rich are sent away empty-handed.

He has helped his servant, Israel

                In rememberance of His mercy

As He spoke to our fathers

                To Abraham and his children forever.

For the foundations of the earth is Yahweh’s

                Yahweh has put the world on them.

The feet of the righteous he protects;

                But the wicked are made silent in darkness.

For no one is delivered by their own strength.

The enemies of Yahweh are shattered;

                The God Most High thunders in heaven.

                Yahweh judges the whole earth—to the very ends.

May his king be strengthened;

                May the horn of the Messiah be raised high.