My Soul Doth Magnify The Lord My Spir Jo

My soul doth magnify the Lord,
My spirit joys aiso
In God my Saviour, who beheld
His hand-maid’s state so low:
For lo henceforth ail ages shall
Me ever blessed name.
For me great things th’ Almighty did,
And holy is his name

Such also as him reverence,
His mercy is upon
And that from generation
To generation.
He with his arm hath shewed strength,
The proud he scattered,
In the devices of their heart,
Which they imagined.

Down from their seat of dignity
The mighty put hath he;
And hath exalted them on high
That were of low degree.

The hungry he hath fill’d with good
The rich sent void away
His servant Isra’el he hath help’d,
His mercy minding aye.

According as he spake unto
Cur fathers heretofore;
To Abraham and to his seed,
Henceforth for ever more.