When Morning Gilds the Skies

When morning gilds the skies my heart awakening cries: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!" 

Alike at work and prayer, to Jesus I repair: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!"

The night becomes as day when from the heart we say: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!" 

The powers of darkness fear when this sweet chant they hear: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!" 

Let all the earth around ring joyous with the sound: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!"

In heaven's eternal bliss the loveliest strain is this: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!"  

Be this, while life is mine, my canticle divine: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!" 

Be this th' eternal song through all the ages long: 

"May Jesus Christ be praised!" 

Text: Katholisches Gesangbuch
Music: Joseph Barnby, 1838-1896
Tune: LAUDES DOMINI