Higher Ground

I’m press­ing on the up­ward way

New heights I’m gain­ing ev­ery day;

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 has no de­sire to stay

Where doubts arise and fears dis­may;

Though some may dwell where those 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 song 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 Heav’n I’ve found

Lord

plant my feet on high­er ground.