The Secret
~by Ralph S. Cushman~
I met God in the morning
When the day was at its best,
And His presence came like sunrise
Like a glory within my breast.
All day long the presence lingered,
All day long He stayed with me;
And we sailed in perfect calmness
O'er a very troubled sea.
Other ships were blown and battered,
Other ships were sore distressed;
But the winds that seemed to drive them
Brought to us a peace and rest.
Then I thought of other mornings,
With a keen remorse of mind,
When I too had loosed the moorings,
With His presence left behind.
So I think I know the secret
Learned from many a troubled way,
You must seek God in the morning
If you want Him through the day.
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