Two Magnificats
‘He that is Great hath done great things for me’—
So sang our Lady; so, the Pharisee:
But she, blest Singer, tells of mercy poured
From age to age on all who fear the Lord;
While he girds scornfully at all ‘the rest’
And flouts yon sinner smiting on his breast.
What wonder then—though Pharisees may rail—
‘The rest of men’ should bid our Lady ‘Hail’;
Should call her Queen of Mercy, trust her prayers,
And feel that all her blessedness is theirs.
So sang our Lady; so, the Pharisee:
But she, blest Singer, tells of mercy poured
From age to age on all who fear the Lord;
While he girds scornfully at all ‘the rest’
And flouts yon sinner smiting on his breast.
What wonder then—though Pharisees may rail—
‘The rest of men’ should bid our Lady ‘Hail’;
Should call her Queen of Mercy, trust her prayers,
And feel that all her blessedness is theirs.
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