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 heaven I've found,
Lord, lead me on to higher ground!
then....am I strong !!!
Not many of us are living at our best,
We linger in the low because we are afraid to climb the mountains.
The steep and ruggedness discourage us, so we stay in the midst
of the valls and never learn the mysteries of the hills,
We do not know what is lost by our self-indulgence,
what glory awaits if we only have the courage to climb,
or what blessings we will find if we only
ascend the mountains of God! J.R.M.
http://poets.jr-miller.com/cowman-lettie/streams-in-the-desert.html
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.
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.
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.
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