The Theotokos and Mother of the Light let us honor and magnify in song.
My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Savior.
More honorable than the Cherubim, and more glorious beyond compare than the Seraphim, thou who without corruption barest God the Word, and art truly Theotokos, we magnify thee. (Repeat after each verse)
For He hath regarded the lowliness of His handmaiden; for behold from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed.
For He that is mighty hath magnified me, and holy is His Name; and His mercy is on them that fear Him, throughout all generations.
He hath showed strength with His arm; He hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.
He hath put down the mighty from their seat, and hath exalted the humble and meek. He hath filled the empty with good things, and the rich hath He sent empty away.
He remembering His mercy hath helped His servant Israel, as He promised to our forefathers, Abraham and his seed forever.
-Boston Byzantine Choir
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