My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Savior. For He hath regarded the low estate of His handmaiden…from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed.@Luke 1:46-48
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Harriet M. Kimball
(1834–1917)

Har­ri­et M. Kim­ball, The Bless­ed Com­pa­ny of All Faith­ful Peo­ple (New York: An­son D. F. Ran­dolph, 1879), pages 35–37.

Ca­lon Lân John Hughes (1872–1914) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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John Hughes
(1872–1914)

Christ is born of blessèd Mary!
Sing the wondrous life begun!
Man divine and God incarnate!
Israel, lo! thy Holy One!
Now fulfilled the prophet’s vision;
See the Child, the Lord of all,
Stripped, indeed, of heav’nly splendor,
Choosing for His couch a stall.

Thou, O Israel’s God and Savior,
Verily Thyself dost hide;
Clad in flesh, disguised in weakness,
All Thou hast by earth supplied.
Very God from everlasting
As a helpless babe revealed,
Mary’s breast Thy transient pillow,
Mary’s arms Thy only shield!

Wonderful, the seer proclaimed Thee,
Mighty God, and Prince of Peace,
King whose everlasting kingdom
Shall forevermore increase!
Yet no royal sign or title
Could Thy boundless grace declare
Like that name of endless sweetness
Thou for us alone dost bear.

Jesus!—Savior of His people!
Jesus!—Shepherd of His flock!
Well of life, and hidden manna;
Wayside strength, and tower of rock!
Jesus, see Thy church adoring
Prostrate at Thine infant feet,
Her Redeemer’s praise outpouring
In that name of names most sweet!