"When Morning Gilds the Skies"
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When Morning Gilds the Skies
When morning gilds the skies, My heart awaking cries,
May Jesus Christ be praised! Alike at work and prayer,
To Jesus I repair. May Jesus Christ be praised!
When sleep her balm denies, My silent spirit sighs,
May Jesus Christ be praised. When evil thoughts molest,
With this I shield my breast, May Jesus Christ be praised.
Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find,
May Jesus Christ be praised. Or fades my earthly bliss?
My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised.
In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this:
May Jesus Christ be praised! The powers of darkness fear,
When this sweet chant they hear: May Jesus Christ be praised!
Words: Edward Caswall(1854) Music: Joseph Barnby(1868) Hear the hymn at Cyber Hymnal
2 comments:
Your blog is so positive and uplifting! I love the great old hymns of the faith. I hope they'll never be forgotten!
Thank you Cindy. I am planning to post many other hymns, as I used to enjoy playing them on the piano. I hope others will become familiar with the beautiful hmyns of the past. I also enjoy reading your blog. Your little grandson is a cutie. :-)
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