Mother of God! no lady thou: Common woman of common earth! OUR LADY ladies call thee now, But Christ was never of gentle birth; A common man of the common earth. For God's ways are not as our ways. The noblest lady in the land Would have given up half her days, Would have cut off her right hand, To bear the Child that was God of the land. Never a lady did He choose, Only a maid of low degree, So humble she might not refuse The carpenter of Galilee. A daughter of the people, she. Out she sang the song of her heart. Never a lady so had sung. She knew no letters, had no art; To all mankind, in woman's tongue, Hath Israelitish Mary sung. And still for men to come she sings, Nor shall her singing pass away. "He hath filled the hungry with good things" -- Oh, listen, lords and ladies gay! -- "And the rich He hath sent empty away." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GONE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 31 by PHILIP SIDNEY PENITENTIAL PSALM: 130. DE PROFUNDIS by THOMAS WYATT HE MOURNS FOR THE CHANGE THAT HAS COME UPON HIM AND BELOVED by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS MISPLACED SYMPATHY by CHARLES FOLLEN ADAMS DELAY by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES |