Higher Ground


Higher Ground
By Joanne Standfield

He’s with me in the fire
and through the raging storms,
when all around is dark and cold
my Savior keeps me warm.
I long for those sunny days
but those yesterdays have gone,
so I’ll lift my voice and sing His praise
as my Jesus leads me on.
He’ll take me through this valley
into a broad wide open land,
He’ll strengthen me when all strength fails
and lead me by the hand.
The road I’m on is steep and harsh,
so difficult to climb
but I’m conscious that I’m not alone,
my Beloved’s heart’s entwined with mine.
I’m aware of the enemy,
who’s fiery darts seek to bring me down
but I’m not travelling on this road alone,
I’ll reach that higher ground!




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