HIGHER GROUND
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I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining everyday;
Still praying as I’m 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 desire to stay,
Where doubts arise and fears dismay,
Though some may dwell where these abound,
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.
I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The songs of saints on higher ground.
I want to scale the utmost height,
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still I’ll pray till heaven I’ve found,
“Lord, lead me on to higher ground”.
