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Hymns of My Youth II: When Morning Gilds The Skies


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For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.

Philippians 1:21

I have learned to be content in whatever circumstances I am.

Philippians 4:11

May Jesus Christ Be Praised

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!

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 Heav’n’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!

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!

Great Hymns of the Faith (Zondervan, 1968).



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