1 I’m pressing on the upward way,new heights I’m gaining ev’ry day; still praying as I’m onward bound, “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”
Refrain:
Lord, lift me up, and let me stand by faith, on heaven’s tableland; 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; though some may dwell where these abound,my prayer, my aim, is higher ground. [Refrain]
3 I want to live above the world, though Satan’s darts at me are hurled; for faith has caught a joyful sound, The song of saints on higher ground. [Refrain]
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, “Lord, lead me on to higher ground.” [Refrain]