This song really fits me. Isaac Watts stated it far better than I could.
Thus for the Lord has led me on.
Thus far his pow‘r prolongs my days;
And ev’re ev’ning 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 follys past.
And gives me strength for days to come.
I lay my body down to sleep.
Peace is a pillow for my head;
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations ’round my bed.