I will come and proclaim your mighty acts, Sovereign Lord; I will proclaim Your righteous deeds, Yours alone.
Psalm 71:16
Words: Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795), alt. Published posthumously in Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, edited by R. Hall (London: Burton & Briggs, 1818), number 31. Sovereign and Mysterious.
Music: Rockingham (Miller) Karl P. E. Bach, arranged by Edward Miller, 1790 (🔊 pdf nwc).
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If you know where to get a good picture of Beddome (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
The King of glory deigns to stoop,
And view His works beneath the skies;
To Him all nations are a drop,
The dust that in the balance lies.
The mountains at His presence quake,
And burning coals before Him fly;
The floods retire, the cedars break,
And rocks and hills in ruins lie.
His judgments are a boundless deep,
Beyond the reach of human sense;
Unsearchable His works and ways,
Of nature and of providence.
The angel armies, hosts of men,
But execute His just decrees;
He kills and makes alive again,
Works when and where and as He please.
The Lord of lords, and King of kings,
Through endless ages still the same;
Let Heav’n and earth His glory sing,
And all His matchless deeds proclaim.