Utmost Height

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. 

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. 

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, 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. 


(From the hymn by Johnson Oatman, Jr; photo by Free-Photos via pixabay.com)

No comments: