Coverdale(i)
1 Then sange Moses and the childre of Israel this songe vnto the LORDE, and sayde: I will synge vnto ye LORDE, for he hath done gloriously, horse & charet hath he ouerthrowne in the see.
2 The LORDE is my strength, and my songe, and is become my saluacion. This is my God, I wil magnifie him: He is my fathers God, I wil exalte him.
3 The LORDE is the right man of warre, LORDE is his name.
4 The charettes of Pharao & his power, hath he cast in to the see. His chosen captaynes are drowned in the reed see,
5 ye depe hath couered them: they fell to the grounde as a stone.
6 Thy right hande (O LORDE) is glorious in power: thy right hade (O LORDE) hath smytten the enemies.