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." Lord, lift me up and let me stand By faith on heaven's table-land; 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; Tho' some may dwell where these abound, My prayer, my aim, is higher ground. Lord, lift me up and let me stand By faith on heaven's table-land; A higher plane than I have found Lord, plant my feet on higher ground. I want to live above the world, Tho' Satan's darts at me are hurled; For faith has caught the joyful sound, The song of saints on higher ground. Lord, lift me up and let me stand By faith on heaven's table-land; A higher plane than I have found Lord, plant my feet on higher ground. 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." Lord, lift me up and let me stand By faith on heaven's table-land; A higher plane than I have found Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.Tu sei con me تعليق 2 - أطفال بيحبوا مصر jʿlt jlạlk fwq ạlsmạʾ Senin Işığında Dengan KasihMu, ya Tuhan Иисус бордын утиськонэ Joulu, joulu tullut on Alma basta de gemir Ó Synu Boží, môj Kriste Звезды на небе сияли
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