Higher... in progress.

Beyond the moment...

Beyond the melody...

Beyond the words of some distant worship song...

Past the chord progression...

Past the palper's prayer...

Past the altar of m sin...

I'm coming up higher...

Until I hear the angels sing...

Until I'm riding on their wings.

I've got to go higher...

Until I see your arms stretched out

Until this lost soul is found.

There are a few things that stand in the way

That stand in the way of me and you...

But I'm seeking... I'm out to find truth

I'm out to find grace.

I'm begging to see you face to face.

I'm coming up higher...

Until your love covers my pain

Until I lose the fame of my name...

I'm coming up higher...

Until this wicked heart is naked

Until I'm no longer wretched.

I want to be holy as you are holy.

Oh Lord, answer these desolate prayers...

To serve you and you only...

I'm coming up higher, and higher, and higher...