HYMN (2) I’M PRESSING ON THE UPWARD WAY
I’m pressing
on the upward way
New heights
I’m gaining everyday
Still
praying as I onward bound,
“Lord, plant
my feet on higher ground”.
CHORUS
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 these abound
My prayer,
my aim, is higher ground.
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.
I want to
scale the utmost height,
And catch a
gleam of glory bright
But still I’ll
pray till heaven I’ve found,
“Lord, lead
me on to higher ground”.
Draw me to
the higher place
Without you
I cannot be there
Draw me
until I reach heaven
That I may
sing from higher ground.
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