When morn-ing gilds the skies,
May heart a-wak-ing cries:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
A-like at work and prayer
To Je-sus I re-pair
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
When sleep her balm de-nies,
My si-lent spir-it sighs:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
When e-vil thoughts mo-lest
With this I shield my breast:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
Does sad-ness fill my mind?
A so-lace here I find:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
Or fades my earth-ly bliss?
My com-fort still is this:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
In heaven's e-ter-nal bliss
The love-liest strain is this:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
The powers of dark-ness fear,
When this sweet chant they hear:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
Let earth's wide cir-cle round
In joy-ful notes re-sound:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
Let air and sea and sky
From depth to height re-ply:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
Be this, while life is mine,
My can-ti-cle di-vine:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.
Be this th'e-ter-nal song,
Through all the a-ges on:
May Je-sus Christ be praised.