1 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.
2 When sleep her balm denies,
My silent spirit sighs,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
When evil thoughts molest,
With this I shield my breast,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
3 Does sadness fill my mind?
A solace here I find,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Or fades my earthly bliss?
My comfort still is this,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
4 In heav'n's eternal bliss
The loveliest strain is this,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
The pow'rs of darkness fear,
When this sweet chant they hear,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
5 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.
6 Be this, while life is mine,
My canticle divine,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Be this th'eternal song,
Through all the ages on,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
