Gabriel, fram heven-king
sent to þe maide sweete,
broute hir blisful tiding
and fair he gan hir greete:
‘Heil be þu, ful of grace ari3t!
For Godes son, þis heven-li3t,
for mannes love
wil man [bad word] 
and take
fles of þee, maide bri3t,
manken free for to make
of sen and devles mi3t.’
Mildelich him gan andswere
þe milde maide þanne:
‘Wichewise sold ich bere
a child withute manne?’
Þangel hir seid, ‘Ne dred tee nout;
þurw þoligast sal been iwrout
þis ilche þing
warof tiding
ich bringe;
al manken wurth ibout
þurw þine sweet childinge
and ut of pine ibrout.’
Wan þe maiden understood
and þangels wordes herde,
mildelich with milde mood
to þangel hie andswerde:
‘Ure lords þewe maid iwis
ich am, þat heer aboven is.
Anentis me
fulfurthed be
þi sawe
þat ich, sith his wil is,
a maid, withute law,
of moder have þe blis.’
Þangel went awei mid þan
al ut of hire si3te;
hire womb arise gan
þurw þoligastes mi3te.
in hir wes Crist bilok anon,
sooth God, sooth man in fles and bon,
and of hir fles
ibore wes
at time.
Warþurw us kam good won;
he bout us ut of pine
and let him for us slon.
Maiden-moder makeles,
of milce ful ibunde,
bid for us him þat tee ches,
at wam þu grace funde,
þat he forgive us sen and wrake
and clene of evri gelt us make
and heven-blis,
wan ur time is
to sterve,
us give, for þine sake,
him so heer for to serve
þat he us to him take.

Translation

Gabriel, sent from the king of heaven
to the sweet maiden,
brought her happy news
and greeted her courteously:
“Hail be thou, full of grace indeed!
For God’s son, this light of heaven,
for love of man
will [bad word] man
and take
flesh from thee, fair maiden,
to free mankind
from sin and the devil’s power.”
The gentle maiden
then gently answered him:
“In what way should I bear
a child without a husband?”
The angel said to her, “Fear not;
this very thing of which
I bring news
will be done
by the means of the Holy Spirit;
all mankind will be redeemed
by means of thy sweet child-bearing
and brought out of torment.”
When the maiden understood
and heard the angel’s words,
she answered the angel
gently, with gentle spirit:
“I am indeed the bond-maid
of our Lord, who is above.
Concerning me
may thy saying
be fulfilled,
that I, since it is his will,
may as a maiden, contrary to natural law,
have the bliss of a mother.”
The angel went away with that,
altogether out of her sight;
her womb began to swell
through the power of the Holy Spirit.
In her Christ was straightaway enclosed,
 [bad word] God and [bad word] man in flesh and bone,
and was born
of her flesh
in due time.
Whereby good hope came to us;
he redeemed us from torment
and let himself be slain for us.
Matchless maiden-mother,
fully endowed [bad word] 
pray for us to him who chose thee,
in whose sight thou didst find grace,
that he forgive us sin and hostility
and make us innocent of every offence,
and, when it is our time
to die,
give us the bliss of heaven,
and [grant us], for thy sake,
so to serve him here
that he may take us to himself.