Thou rulest the raging of the sea: when the waves thereof arise, Thou stillest them. Thou hast broken Rahab in pieces, as one that is slain; Thou hast scattered Thine enemies with Thy strong arm. Psalm 89:9–10
Words: Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795). Published posthumously in Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton & Briggs, 1818), number 698, alt.
Success of the Gospel.
If you know where to get a good picture of Beddome (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Awake, awake! Thou mighty Arm,
Who hast such wonders wrought;
Who captive Israel freed from harm,
And out of Egypt brought.
Art Thou not He who Rahab slew,
And crushed the dragon’s head?
Constrained by Thee, the waves withdrew
From their accustomed bed.
Again Thy wonted prowess show,
Be Thou made bare again;
And let Thine adversaries know,
That they resist in vain.