When morning gilds the skies
[Modernised Version]1 When morning gilds the skies,
my heart awakening cries:
may Jesus Christ be praised!
alike at work and prayer
I find my Lord is there:
may Jesus Christ be praised!
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!
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!
4 The night becomes as day
when from the heart we say:
may Jesus Christ be praised!
the powers of darkness fear
when this glad song they hear:
may Jesus Christ be praised!
5 Does sadness fill my mind?
My strength in him I find:
may Jesus Christ be praised!
When earthly hopes grow dim
my comfort is in him:
may Jesus Christ be praised!
6 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!
Jubilate Hymns version of the hymn translated by Edward Caswall from the German hymn 'Beim frühen Morgenlicht'
© Jubilate Hymns Ltd
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