I'm Pressing on the Upward Way (Higher Ground)

I'm pressing on the upward way
New heights I'm gaining every day
Still praying as I onward bound
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground

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

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

So 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

I want to live above the world
Though Satan's darts at me are hurled
For faith has caught a joyful sound
The song of saints on higher ground

So 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

So 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

I want my tomorrow to be better than my today
I want the way that I relate with God
The way that I communicate and interact with him
To be on another level

I want this to be a prayer as well
That even if somewhere somehow you strayed
You've trespassed, you've gone contrary to God's words
There's still a higher ground for you to go to
Be encouraged, to do more for God than you did yesterday
Amen



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Writer(s): Johnson Oatman
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