Text: | When morning gilds the skies |
Author: | Anon. |
Translator: | E. Caswall |
1 When morning gilds the skies,
My heart, awaking, cries:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
Alike at work and prayer,
To Jesus I repair;
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
2 Whene'er the sweet church-bell
Peals over hill and dell,
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
Oh, hark to what it sings,
As joyously it sings:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
3 When you begin the day,
Oh, never fail to say:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
And at your work rejoice
To sing with heart and voice,
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
4 Be this at meals your grace,
In every time and place:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
Be this, when day is past,
Of all your thoughts the last:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
5 To God, the Lord, on high
The hosts of angels cry:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
Let children, too, upraise
Their voice in hymns of praise:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
6 Let earth's wide circle round
In joyful notes resound:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
Let air, and sea, and sky
Through depth and height reply:
May Jesus Christ be praiséd!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | When morning gilds the skies |
Translator: | E. Caswall |
Author: | Anon. |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Morning |
Notes: | Tune: BEIM FRUHEN MORGENLICHT |