I pressing on
the upward way,
New heights I gaining every day;
Still praying as I onward bound,
ord, plant my feet on higher ground.?/P>
Lord, lift me up and
let me stand,
By faith, on heaven 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.
Lord, lift me up and
let me stand,
By faith, on heaven table land,
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
I want to live above
the world,
Though Satan darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.
Lord, lift me up and
let me stand,
By faith, on heaven table land,
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
I want to scale the
utmost height,
And catch a gleam of glory bright;
But still Il pray till heaven Ie found,
ord, plant my feet on higher ground.?/P>
Lord, lift me up and
let me stand,
By faith, on heaven table land,
A higher plane than I have found;
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.