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