718		LM
	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