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.”

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.

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.

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.”