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.

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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.

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.

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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.

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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, plant my feet on high­er ground.

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