P.XXIV. To all my brethren, I'll declare

1 To all my brethren I'll declare
The triumphs of God's name;
In presence of assembled saints,
His glory I'll proclaim.

2 'Tis his supreme prerogative
O'er subject kings to reign;
'Tis just that he should rule the world,
Who does the sorld sustain.

3 The rich, who are with plenty fed,
His bounty must confess;
The sons of want, by him relieve'd,
Their gen'rous patron bless.

4 With humble worship, to his throne
They all for Aid resort;
That pow'r, which first their beings gave,
Can only them support.

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First Line: To all my brethren, I'll declare
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
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Topic: Psalms of Thanksgiving
Source: Tate and Brady's New Version
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