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1 And Hanna prayed, & sayde: Myne heart reioyceth in the Lorde, and myne horne is exalted in the Lorde: My mouth is wyde open ouer myne enemies, for I reioyce in thy saluation. 2 There is none holy as the Lorde: for without thee is nothing, neither is there any of strength as is our God. 3 Talke no more proudly, let not arrogancie come out of your mouthes: for the Lorde is a God of knowledge, and his purposes come to passe. 4 The bowe with the mightie men are broken, and they that were weake haue gyrde them selues with strength. 5 They that were full, haue hyred out them selues for bread, and they that were hungry, ceasse, tyll the barren hath borne seuen, and she that had many children, is waxed feeble. 6 The Lord kylleth and maketh alyue, bryngeth downe to the graue & fetcheth vp agayne. 7 The Lord maketh poore, and maketh ryche, bringeth lowe, and heaueth vp on hye. 1 Samuel 2:1-7, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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