Coverdale(i)
41 And it fortuned as Elizabeth herde the salutacion of Mary, the babe sprange in hir wombe. And Elizabeth was fylled with the holy goost,
42 & cried loude, and sayde: Blessed art thou amoge wemen, and blessed is the frute of yi wombe.
43 And how happeneth this to me, that ye mother of my LORDE commeth vnto me?
44 Beholde, whan I herde the voyce of thy salutacion, the babe sprange in my wombe wt ioye,
45 And blessed art thou that hast beleued, for ye thinges shalbe perfourmed, which were tolde ye fro ye LORDE.
46 And Mary sayde:My soule magnifieth the LORDE.
47 And my sprete reioyseth i God my Sauioure.
48 For he hath loked vpo the lowe degre of his hande mayde. Beholde, fro hence forth shal all generacions call me blessed.
49 For he that is Mightie, hath done greate thinges vnto me, and holy is his name.
50 And his mercy endureth thorow out all generacions, vpon them that feare him.
51 He sheweth strength with his arme, and scatreth them that are proude in the ymaginacion of their hert.
52 He putteth downe the mightie from the seate, and exalteth them of lowe degre.
53 He fylleth the hongrie with good thinges, and letteth the riche go emptye.
54 He remebreth mercy, and helpeth vp his seruaunt Israel.
55 Euen as he promysed vnto oure fathers, Abraham and to his sede foreuer.
56 And Mary abode with her aboute thre monethes, and then returned home agayne.