1
Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry,
Unless thou help me I must die;
O bring thy free salvation nigh
And take me as I am.

Refrain
O take me as I am,
O take me as I am,
My only plea Christ died for me;
O take me as I am.

2
Helpless I am and full of guilt,
But yet for me thy blood was spilt,
And thou canst make me what thou wilt
And take me as I am.

3
No preparation can I make,
My best resolves I only break,
Yet save me for thy mercy’s sake
And take me as I am.

4
Behold me, Saviour, at thy feet,
Deal with me as thou seest meet,
Thy work begin, thy work complete,
But take me as I am.

1
I’m pressing on the upward way,
New heights I’m gaining ev'ry day;
Still praying as I’m onward bound,
“Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”

Refrain
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.

2
My heart has no desire to stay
Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
Though some may dwell where these abound,
My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.

3
I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught a joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.

4
I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught a joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.