9:24 24 MORNING. (FIRST TUNE.) A-MEN. 1 I will bless the Lord at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth. Ps. xxxiv: 1. I When morning gilds the skies. May Jesus Christ be praised! 2 When sleep her balm denies, May Jesus Christ be praised! 3 Does sadness fill my mind? May Jesus Christ be praised! Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, :May Jesus Christ be praised!:|| 4 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! :|| 5 In heaven's eternal bliss, The loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised! 4 D4 (SECOND TUNE.) 9:4 4 A - MEN. 1 My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord. Ps. v: 3. I When morning gilds the skies, May Jesus Christ be praised! May Jesus Christ be praised! 2 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! 3 Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised! Or fades my earthly bliss? May Jesus Christ be praised! 4 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! 5 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! #4 4 9 3 As thy days, so shall thy strength be. Deut. xxxIII: 25. I New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, 2 New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 3 If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price 4 The trivial round, the common task, 5 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, 6 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love Fit us for perfect rest above; Dox. X. A - MEN. -0 4 My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up. Ps. v: 3. I O Lord, each morn again to Thee Our grateful songs of praise we sing; Thy mercy and Thy loving care Are over every living thing. 2 Throughout the night in safety kept Oh, through the day we pray Thee, guide Our footsteps in the heavenly way; May we not wander from Thy side. 3 And for each deed of kindness done Our prayers and songs to Thee we'll raise, Each gift received, each victory won, To Thee alone belongs the praise. Dox. I. |