Verse 1
Thy counsel is, to save me now
From every act of sin;
Nor will I, Lord, the least allow,
Or touch the thing unclean:
Surrounded with ten thousand snares,
I shall not, cannot fall,
While hanging on the arm that bears
My soul above them all.
Verse 2
In thee my Saviour I confide
By my own sin beset,
And lay it easily aside,
And spurn it at my feet;
It shall no more dominion have,
Or captivate my will,
For thou art ever near to save,
For thou art Jesus still.
Verse 3
Believing all thy fulness mine,
Nor earth, nor hell I fear,
Kept by omnipotence divine
To full salvation here:
The thing for which I dare believe
I shall at last obtain,
And, when thine image I retrieve,
With thee in glory reign.