HIGHER GROUND
1. I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining ev’ry day;
Still praying as I onward bound,
ALord, plant my feet on higher
ground.
Chorus:
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.
2. 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.
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,
ALord, lead me on to higher
ground.