<t /><p class="bodytext">Hannah prayed,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;My heart rejoices in the <sc>Lordsc>;p> <p class="poetry">my horn<n id="2" /> is exalted high because of the <sc>Lordsc>.p> <p class="poetry">I loudly denounce<n id="3" /> my enemies,p> <p class="poetry">for I am happy that you delivered me.<n id="4" />p>

<p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc> shatters<n id="1" /> his adversaries;<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">he thunders against them from<n id="3" /> the heavens.p> <p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc> executes judgment to the ends of the earth.p> <p class="poetry">He will strengthen<n id="4" /> his kingp> <p class="poetry">and exalt the power<n id="5" /> of his anointed one.&#8221;<n id="6" />p>

<t /><p class="bodytext">The <sc>Lordsc> said to Samuel, &#8220;How long do you intend to mourn for Saul? I have rejected him as king over Israel.<n id="1" /> Fill your horn with olive oil and go! I am sending you to Jesse in Bethlehem,<n id="2" /> for I have selected a king for myself from among his sons.&#8221;<n id="3" />p>

So Samuel took the horn full of olive oil and anointed him in the presence of his brothers. The Spirit of the <sc>Lordsc> rushed upon David from that day onward. Then Samuel got up and went to Ramah.p>