Higher Ground

Johnson Oatman, Jr. (1898)

Lyrics

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.”

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.

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. [Refrain]

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. [Refrain]

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.” [Refrain]