Higher Ground

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."

Refrain, after each verseLord, 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 stayWhere doubts arise and fears dismay;Tho' some may dwell where these abound,My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.

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.

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."