1. 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." 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.

3. I want to live above the world, Though Satan's darts at me are hurled; For faith has caught the joyful sound, The song of saints on higher ground. 4. I want to scale the utmost height And catch a gleam of glory bright; But still I'll pray, 'til heaven I've found "Lord, lead me on to higher ground."

Refrain: 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.

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