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| C | F | G | Dm | G | C | Am7 | D7 | |
| When | morn | ing | guilds the | skies my | heart | awaking | cries: |
| G | C | D7 | G | |
| May | Je | sus | Christ be | praised! |
| C | Dm7 | G7 | C | D7 | G | G7 | |
| Alike at | work and | prayer, to | Jesus | I re | pa | ir: |
| C | C7 | F | G7 | C | |
| May | Je | sus | Christ | be p | raised! |
| When you begin the day, O never fail to say, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| And at your work rejoice, to sing with heart and voice, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| Whene'er the sweet church bell peals over hill and dell, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| O hark to what it sings, as joyously it rings, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| My tongue shall never tire of chanting with the choir, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| This song of sacred joy, it never seems to cloy, |
| 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! |
| To God, the Word, on high, the host of angels cry, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| Let mortals, too, upraise their voice in hymns of praise, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| Be this at meals your grace, in every time and place; |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| Be this, when day is past, of all your thoughts the last |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| When mirth for music longs, this is my song of songs: |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| When evening shadows fall, this rings my curfew call, |
| 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! |
| 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! |
| No lovelier antiphon in all high heav'n is known |
| Than, Jesus Christ be praised! |
| There to the eternal Word the eternal psalm is heard: |
| 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! |
| Sing, suns and stars of space, sing, ye that see His face, |
| Sing, Jesus Christ be praised! |
| God's whole creation o'er, for aye and evermore |
| Shall Jesus Christ be praised! |
| In heaven's eternal bliss the loveliest strain is this, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| Let earth, and sea and sky from depth to height reply, |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| Be this, while life is mine, my canticle divine: |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
| Sing this eternal song through all the ages long: |
| May Jesus Christ be praised! |
