1. I’m pressing on the upward way,

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 7

My heart has no desire to stay Where doubts arise, and fear dismay Though some may dwell where these abound My Constant aim is higher ground

Beyond the mist I fain would rise, To rest beneath unclouded skies, Above earth’s turmoil is peace found; By those who dwell on higher ground

I long to scale the utmost height Though rough the way, and hard the fight, My song, while climbing shall resound Lord, lead me on the higher ground

Lord, lead me up the mountain side I dare not climb without my Guide; And, heaven gained, I’ll gaze around With grateful heart from higher ground