Thy counsel is, to save me now

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.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled “What things soever ye desire when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them.”—Mark xi. 24. Introduced in Charles Wesley, Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, Vol. 2 (Bristol: Farley, 1762). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 11 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1871), page 46.
Publishing: Public Domain