1. 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."
(Chorus:)
  Lord, lift me up, and let me stand
  By faith on Canaan's tableland;
  A higher plane than I have found,
  Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
2. 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. 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.
(Chorus:)
  Lord, lift me up, and let me stand
  By faith on Canaan's tableland;
  A higher plane than I have found,
  Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
4. I want to scale the utmost height
  And catch a gleam of glory bright;
  But still I'll pray till rest I've found,
  "Lord, lead me on to higher ground."