HIGHER GROUND
1. I'm pressing on
the upward way,
New heights I'm
gaining ev'ry day;
Still praying as
I'm onward bound,
"Lord, plant
my feet on higher ground."
Refrain
Lord, lift me up
and let me stand,
By faith, on Heaven's
tableland,
A higher plane than
I have found;
Lord, plant my feet
on higher ground.
2. My heart has no
desire to stay,
Where doubts arise
and fears dismay;
Tho' some may dwell
where these abound,
My prayer, my aim,
is higher ground.
3. I want to live
above the world,
Tho' Satan's darts
at me are hurled;
For faith has
caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints
on higher ground.
4. I want to scale
the utmost height,
And catch a gleam
of glory bright;
But still I'll pray
till Heav'n I've found,
"Lord, lead me
on to higher ground."
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