I'm pressing on the upward way,
New heights I'm gaining ev'ry day;
Still praying as I onward bound,
"Lord plant my feet on higher ground."
Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith on heaven's table land;
A higher plane than I have found,
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Tho' some may dwell where these abound,
My pray'r, my aim is higher ground.
Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith on heaven's table land;
A higher plane than I have found,
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
I want to live above the world,
Tho' Satan's darts at me are hurl'd;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.
Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith on heaven's table land;
A higher plane than I have found,
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
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."
Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
By faith on heaven's table land;
A higher plane than I have found,
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
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