Jesus, lead me up the mountain,
Where the whitest robes are seen,
Where the saints can see the fountain,
Where the pure are keeping clean.
Lead me higher up the mountain,
Give me fellowship with Thee;
In Thy light I see the fountain,
And the blood is cleansing me.
Higher up, where light increases,
Rich above all earthly good,
Where the life of sinning ceases,
Where the Spirit comes in floods—
Lead me higher, nothing dreading,
In the race to never stop,
In Thy footsteps keep me treading,
Give me grace to reach the top.
Save me better, make me surer,
Put me where the fire refines,
Where the breath of hope is purer,
Where the brightest glory shines.