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MY helper God! I bless His name:
   Whose power and grace remain the same!
The tokens of His friendly care
Open, and crown, and close the year.
 
2  I, ’midst so many dangers, stand,
Supported by His guardian hand;
And see, when I survey my ways,
So many monuments of praise.
 
3  Thus far His arm has led me on;
And He has made His mercy known;
Now, while I tread this desert land,
New mercies shall new songs demand.
 
4  My grateful soul, on Jordan’s shore,
Shall raise one sacred pillar more:
Then bear, in His bright courts above,
Inscriptions of immortal love.
 
Philip Doddridge, 1702-51