1.    I’m pressing on the upward way,
    New heights I’m gaining ev’ry day;
    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;
        Where love and joy and light abound,
        Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.

2.    My heart has no desire to stay
    Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
    Tho’ some may dwell where these abound
    My pray’r, my aim, is higher ground.

3.    I want to live above the world,
    Tho’ 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, till heav’n I’ve found
    Lord, lead me on to higher ground.

5.    Beyond the mist I fain would rise
    To rest beneath unclouded skies
    Above earth’s turmoil peace is found
    By those who dwell on higher ground.