When morning gilds the skies

- When morning gilds the skies
- My heart awaking cries:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- Alike at work and prayer
- To Jesus I repair:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- Does sadness fill my mind?
- A solace here I find:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- When evil thoughts molest,
- With this I shield my breast:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- To God, the Word, on high
- The hosts of angels cry:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- Let mortals, too, upraise
- Their voice in hymns of praise:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- Let earth's wide circle round
- In joyful notes resound:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- Let air, and sea, and sky,
- From depth to height, reply:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- Be this while life is mine
- My canticle divine:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
- Be this the eternal song,
- Through all the ages long:
- 'May Jesus Christ be praised!'
Album: English Hymns, Artist: Tr. Edward Caswall, Language: English, Viewed: 684 times