Scripture Verse

I am the Lord who heals you. Exodus 15:26


Words: Ben­ja­min Bed­dome (1717–1795). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Adapt­ed to Pub­lic Wor­ship (Lon­don: Bu­rton & Briggs, 1818), num­ber 741. Re­co­ve­ry from sick­ness.

Music: Board­man, va­ri­ous­ly at­trib­ut­ed to Charles Jef­freys (ar­ranged by Charles Kings­ley), or L. De­ver­eux (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know De­ve­reux’s full name, or where to get a good pic­ture of him or Bed­dome (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Let all my powers unite to bless
My Savior and my God,
Proclaim aloud His richest grace,
And spread His fame abroad.

When sore diseases threatened death,
’Twas He restrained their power,
Did then prolong my fleeting breath,
My feeble frame restore.

I mourned and chattered like a dove,
And none could help afford,
Till God in boundless grace and love,
Pronounced the healing word.

He spake, and lo, afflicting pains
My wasted limbs forsook;
Death threw his poisoned dart in vain,
For He repelled the stroke.

What shall I render to my God,
For His distinguished love?
With joy I’ll visit His abode,
And all His gifts improve.