Higher Ground

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.” 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. Lord, lift me up, let me stand I walk by faith on heaven's tableland c higher plane than I have found, Lord, plant my feet on higher ground. 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. Lord, lift me up, let me stand I walk by faith on heaven's tableland c higher plane than I have found, Lord, plant my feet on higher ground. I want to scale the utmost height, cnd catch a gleam of glory bright; But still I'll pray till heav'n I've found, “Lord, plant my feet on to higher ground.” Lord, lift me up, let me stand I walk by faith on heaven's tableland c higher plane than I have found, Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.