March 2018
I have always found the Magnificat to be an interesting prayer. Mary says some interesting things about God, but she herself is a rather passive vessel. I wanted to contrast this voice of Mary with that of Malala Yousafzai, who speaks of the agency of girls. I imagine the two young women to be in a sort of dialogue, with the words of each working to clarify the message of the other.
Note: The Malala quotes are from Malala Yousafzai, winner of the 2014 Nobel Peace Prize.
Magnificat
Let Mary say:
My soul doth magnify the lord
and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Savior.
Let Malala say:
Once I asked God for one or two inches in height
but instead he made me tall as the sky,
so high that I could not measure myself
Let Mary say:
For he hath regarded the lowliness of his handmaiden:
for behold, from henceforth,
all generations shall call me blessed.
Let Malala say:
I was a girl in a land where rifles are fired in celebration of a son,
while daughters are hidden away behind a curtain.
Let Mary say:
For he that is mighty has magnified me:
and holy is his Name.
And his mercy is on those who fear him
throughout all generations.
Let Malala say:
Tell me, how can one live without daughters?
Let Mary say:
He hath shown the strength of his arm
and has scattered the proud
in the imagination of their hearts.
Let Malala say:
With guns you can kill terrorists,
with education, you can kill terrorism.
Let Mary say:
He hath put down the mighty from their seat
and hath exalted the humble and meek.
Let Malala say:
If one man can destroy everything,
why can’t one girl change it?
Let Mary say:
He hath filled the hungry with good things
and the rich he hath sent away empty.
Let Malala say:
The Taliban could take our pens and books,
but they could not stop our minds from thinking.
Let Mary say:
He has come to the help of his servant Israel
for he has remembered the promise of his mercy,
the promise he made to our fathers,
to Abraham and his children forever.
Let Malala say:
Let us pick up our books and our pens,
they are the most powerful weapon.
One child, one teacher, one book and one
pen can change the world.
Let Mary say:
Glory to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning, is now,
and ever shall be: world without end.
Let Malala say:
Weakness, fear, and hopelessness died.
Strength, power, and courage was born.
Magnificat
Let Mary say:
My soul doth magnify the lord
and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Savior.
Let Malala say:
Once I asked God for one or two inches in height
but instead he made me tall as the sky,
so high that I could not measure myself
Let Mary say:
For he hath regarded the lowliness of his handmaiden:
for behold, from henceforth,
all generations shall call me blessed.
Let Malala say:
I was a girl in a land where rifles are fired in celebration of a son,
while daughters are hidden away behind a curtain.
Let Mary say:
For he that is mighty has magnified me:
and holy is his Name.
And his mercy is on those who fear him
throughout all generations.
Let Malala say:
Tell me, how can one live without daughters?
Let Mary say:
He hath shown the strength of his arm
and has scattered the proud
in the imagination of their hearts.
Let Malala say:
With guns you can kill terrorists,
with education, you can kill terrorism.
Let Mary say:
He hath put down the mighty from their seat
and hath exalted the humble and meek.
Let Malala say:
If one man can destroy everything,
why can’t one girl change it?
Let Mary say:
He hath filled the hungry with good things
and the rich he hath sent away empty.
Let Malala say:
The Taliban could take our pens and books,
but they could not stop our minds from thinking.
Let Mary say:
He has come to the help of his servant Israel
for he has remembered the promise of his mercy,
the promise he made to our fathers,
to Abraham and his children forever.
Let Malala say:
Let us pick up our books and our pens,
they are the most powerful weapon.
One child, one teacher, one book and one
pen can change the world.
Let Mary say:
Glory to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning, is now,
and ever shall be: world without end.
Let Malala say:
Weakness, fear, and hopelessness died.
Strength, power, and courage was born.
© 2018 Sylvia Cavanaugh
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