Thus far the Lord has led me on,
Thus far His pow’r prolonged my days,
And ev’ry evening shall make known
Some fresh memorial of His grace.
Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But He forgives my follies past,
He gives me strength for days to come.
I lay my body down to sleep,
Peace is the pillow for my head,
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.