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Higher Ground
Higher
Ground
Johnson
Oatman, Jr., words
Charles
H. Gabriel, tune
One
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.
Two
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.
Three
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.
Four
I
want to scale, the utmost height,
and
catch a gleam of glory bright.
But
still I pray, till 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 tableland,
a
higher plane than I have found.
Lord
plant my feet on higher ground.
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