1748 December 31 (Saturday). Extremely high Gusts of Wind last Night. But through God’s Mercy we are all well this Morning. Proves a very Cold blustering Day. Thus through the tender Mercy of God I have finish’d another Year. Blessed be his glorious Name! But when I look back and see what I have done in this further Measure of divine Forbearance, alas! What reason for Grief and shame that I have been so unprofitable; having brought so little Glory to the name of God — done so little for my own Soul, and been so Slenderly Beneficial unto others! May God be pleas’d to grant me true holy Mourning and Sorrow; and may I by Faith be enabled to repair to and depend on the atoning Blood of the son of God which Cleanseth from all sin! May I have part in the Merits of his Righteousness and Obedience when my own is so defective; nay, have none at all! And O that the glorious High Priest who ever lives to make Intercession might allow and enable me to come to God by him — and notwithstanding all my infinite unworthiness Save me to the Uttermost. Amen.