I'm pressing on the upward way (Higher Ground)

Lor

I'm pressing on the upward way (Higher Ground) Lor

1 verse:
I'm pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining ev'ry day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound,
"Lord, plant my feet on higher ground!"

Chorus:
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!

2 verse:
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!

3 verse:
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!

4 verse:
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!"