Miriam’s Magnificat Roars

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And Mary (Μαριάμ/מִרְיָם/مريم) said:

My soul doth magnify the Lord,
And my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour.

For he hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden:
for, behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed.

For he that is mighty hath done to me great things;
and holy is his name.

And his mercy is on them that fear him
from generation to generation.

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 seats,
and exalted them of low degree.

He hath filled the hungry with good things;
and the rich he hath sent empty away.

He hath helped his servant Israel,
remembrance of his mercy;

As he spake to our fathers,
to Abraham, and to his seed for ever.

Luke 1:46-55 (KJV)

Elisaba’s Prologue to Magnificat

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and Elisabeth (Ἐλισάβετ / أليصابات / אֱלִישֶׁבַע) was filled with the Holy Ghost:
And she spake out with a loud voice, and said

Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.

And whence is this to me,
that the mother of my Lord should come to me?

For, lo, as soon as the voice of thy salutation sounded in mine ears,
the babe leaped in my womb for joy.

And blessed is she that believed:
for there shall be a performance of those things which were told her
from the Lord.

Luke 1:41-45 [KJV]

Biblical Babel

Sixty-six chapters and sixty-six books
(please, Catholic brothers – no dirty looks)
were needed for God to make known His plan:
the gift of salvation and future of Man.

Yet sometimes it seems rather cryptically stated;
poor Israel must wait and will wait (as they’ve waited).

Isaiah took sixty-six chapters to tell it;
for two-thousand years has the Church tried to sell it –
must Christ and his teaching thus languish in mystery,
waiting offstage in the wings of His history?
(Wings of the cherubim, angels, and vultures
now beat down upon us, uniting our cultures
as tech surges up in a dizzy parabola
micro in management, global in formula…)

Sixty-six chapters to say it in Greek,
Aramaic — or Latin (whatever they speak)
while the somnolent audience scrolls on their screens
in apocalypse trance over zombie machines.
The scrolls are unopened, the parchment still sealed
the slot-machine handle refuses to yield;
as the sixes line up towards the threshold of seven
the virgins sleep late in the Kingdom of Heaven.

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IMAGE CREDIT: Jeff Kubina at flickr.com

Biblical Babel

Sixty-six chapters and sixty-six books
(please, Catholic brothers—no dirty looks)
were needed for God to make known His plan:
the gift of salvation and future of Man.

Yet sometimes it seems rather cryptically stated;
poor Israel must wait and will wait (as they’ve waited).

Isaiah took sixty-six chapters to tell it;
for two-thousand years has the Church tried to sell it—
must Christ and his teaching thus languish in mystery,
waiting offstage in the wings of His history?
(Wings of the cherubim, angels, and vultures
now beat down upon us, uniting our cultures
while tech surges up in a dizzy parabola
micro in management, global in formula…)

Sixty-six chapters to say it in Greek
(Aramaic—or Latin;  whatever they speak)
while the somnolent audience scrolls on their screens
in apocalypse trance over zombie machines.
The scrolls are unopened, the parchment still sealed
the slot-machine handle refuses to yield;
as the sixes line up towards the threshold of seven
the virgins sleep late in the Kingdom of Heaven.

File:Slot machine.jpg

IMAGE CREDIT: Jeff Kubina at flickr.com
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