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My trust is in my heavenly Friend

Hymnal: Book of Hymns and Tunes, comprising the psalms and hymns for the worship of God, approved by the general assembly of 1866, arranged with appropriate tunes... by authority of the assembly of 1873 #105b (1874) Hymnal Title: Book of Hymns and Tunes, comprising the psalms and hymns for the worship of God, approved by the general assembly of 1866, arranged with appropriate tunes... by authority of the assembly of 1873 Languages: English
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My trust is in my heav'nly Friend

Hymnal: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select Harmony #WP7 (1817) Hymnal Title: Christian Psalmody, in Four Parts; containing Dr. Watt's Psalms Abridged; Dr. Watt's Hymns Abridged; Select Hymns from Other Authors; and Select Harmony Languages: English
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My trust is in my heav'nly friend

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.VII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Hymn Book Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heav'nly friend, My hope in thee my God; Rise and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they, My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If I my pride provok'd them first, Or once abus'd my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and pow'r control; Awake to judgment, and command Deliv'rance for my soul. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th’upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way: Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword; Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the Lord. Topics: God's Care of his People, and Punishments of Persecutors Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
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My trust is in my heavenly Friend

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P7 (1847) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist Languages: English
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God's Care of his People in Persecution

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P7 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Languages: English
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My trust is in my heavenly Friend

Hymnal: Church Psalmist #P7 (1857) Hymnal Title: Church Psalmist Languages: English
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My trust is in my heavenly Friend

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes #1146 (1856) Hymnal Title: Congregational Hymn and Tune Book; containing the Psalms and Hymns of the General Association of Connecticut, adapted to Suitable Tunes Languages: English
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God's care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #17b (1786) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God; Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance for my soul. Pause. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the LORD. Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; God his care of saints; Persecution Deliverance from it; Persecutors punished; Appeal to God against persecutors; God his care of saints; Persecution Deliverance from it; Persecutors punished Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
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God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #14 (1786) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God" Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance for my soul. Pause. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the LORD. Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; God his care of saints; Persecution Deliverance from it; Persecutors punished; Appeal to God against persecutors; God his care of saints; Persecution Deliverance from it; Persecutors punished Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English
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God's Care of his People, and punishment of Persecutors

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #17b (1787) Hymnal Title: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David First Line: My trust is in my heavenly Friend Lyrics: 1 My trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God; Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul to pieces tear, As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer’s near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them first, Or once abused my foe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there be malice found in me, I know thy piercing eyes; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power controul; Awake to judgement, and command Deliverance for my soul. Pause. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 Tho' leagu'd in guile their malice spread, A snare before my way; Their mischiefs on their impious head, His vengeance shall repay. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword: Awake my soul, and praise the grace And justice of the LORD. Topics: Appeal to God against persecutors; God his care of saints; Persecution Deliverance from it; Persecutors punished; Appeal to God against persecutors; God his care of saints; Persecution Deliverance from it; Persecutors punished Scripture: Psalm 7 Languages: English

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