Strophe 1
[G]I’m pressing on the [D/A]upward [C]way,
New heights I’m [G]gaining [G/B]every [D]day;
Still praying [G]as I’m [D/A]onward [C]bound,
« Lord plant my [G/D]feet on high[D]er [G]ground. »

Strophe 2
[G]My heart has no de[D/A]sire to [C]stay
Where doubts a[G]rise and [G/B]fears dis[D]may;
Tho’ some may [G]dwell where [D/A]these a[C]bound,
My prayer, my [G/D]aim, is high[D]er [G]ground.

Refrain
Lord, lift me [G]up and let me [D]stand
By faith on heaven’s table-[G]land;
A higher plane than I have [C]found–
Lord, plant my [G/D]feet on high[D]er [G]ground.

Strophe 3
[G]I want to live a[D/A]bove the [C]world,
Tho’ Satan’s [G]darts at [G/B]me are [D]hurled;
For faith has [G]caught the [D/A]joyful [C]sound,
The song of [G/D]saints on high[D]er [G]ground.

Refrain
Lord, lift me [G]up and let me [D]stand
By faith on heaven’s table-[G]land;
A higher plane than I have [C]found–
Lord, plant my [G/D]feet on high[D]er [G]ground.

Strophe 4
[G]I want to scale the [D/A]utmost [C]height
And catch a [G]gleam of [G/B]glory [D]bright;
But still I’ll [G]pray ’till [D/A]heav’n I’ve [C]found,
« Lord lead me [G/D]on to high[D]er [G]ground. »

Refrain
Lord, lift me [G]up and let me [D]stand
By faith on heaven’s table-[G]land;
A higher plane than I have [C]found–
Lord, plant my [G/D]feet on high[D]er [G]ground.