When Morning Gilds the Skies

Verse 1

When morning gilds the sky, our hearts awaking cry: May Jesus Christ be praised! in all our work and prayer we ask his loving care: May Jesus Christ be praised!

Verse 2

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!

Verse 3

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!

Verse 4

Be this, when day is past, of all our thoughts the last: May Jesus Christ be praised! The night becomes as day when from the heart we say: May Jesus Christ be praised!

Verse 5

Then let us join to sing to Christ, our loving King: May Jesus Christ be praised! Be this the eternal song through all the ages long: May Jesus Christ be praised!