HIGHER GROUND

Johnson Oatman Jr., Charles H. Gabriel

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

 

* Lord, lift me up and let me stand

By faith, on heav’n table land

A higher plane that I have found

Lord, plant my feet on 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

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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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