O little town of Nazareth In the hills of Galilee -- Sweet was the heavenly message borne On angel lips to thee. The choice of all thy maidens Of high and low degree, The message came to Mary, Gentle maid of Galilee. With awe she heard the tidings Which soon were understood -- She, the chosen to be crowned, The Queen of Motherhood. Mother of the Saviour -- Her lips in sweet accord Sang out in thankful praise, "My soul doth magnify the Lord." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REMBRANDT TO REMBRANDT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE SELF-SEEKER by ROBERT FROST THE VOICE OF SPRING by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS JONAH'S SONG, FR. MOBY DICK by HERMAN MELVILLE ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY SONNET WRITTEN IN THE FALL OF 1914: 2 by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY |