Peace be upon you, dear cousin.
May you be strong and blessed.
Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the
fruit of thy womb.
And whence is this, that the mother of my Lord
should come to me?
For, lo, as soon as the voice of thy salutation sounded in
mine ears, the babe leaped in my womb for joy.
My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in
God my Saviour.
For he hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden: for,
behold, from henceforth all generations
shall call me blessed.
For he that is mighty hath done to me great things; and
holy is his name.
And his mercy is on them that fear him from generation to
generation.
He hath shewed strength with his arm; he hath scattered the
proud in the imagination of their hearts.
He hath put down the mighty from their seats, and exalted
them of low degree.
He hath filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he
hath sent empty away.
He hath holpen his servant Israel, in remembrance of his
mercy; as he spake to our fathers, to Abraham, and to
his seed for ever.