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When Morning Gilds the Skies

When morning gilds the skies,

My heart awaking cries,

May Jesus Crist 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!

Or fades my earthly bliss?

My comfort is this,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

 

The night becomes as day,

When from the heart we say,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

The pow'rs of darkness fear

When this sweet chant they hear,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

 

Ye nations of mankind,

In this your concord find,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

Let all the earth around

Ring joyous with the sound,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

 

Sing, suns and stars of space,

Sing, ye that see His face,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

God's whole creation o'er,

For aye and evermore

May Jesus Christ be praised!

 

Be this, while life is mine,

My canticle divine,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

Be this th'eternal song

Thro' all the ages long,

May Jesus Christ be praised! Amen.