one day morning...

I met God in the morning...
When my day was at its best,
And His presence came like sunrise
Like a glory in 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...
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Then I thought of other mornings...
With a keen remorse of mind,
When I too had loosed the moorings...
With the Presence left behind...

NOW...

I think I know the secret...
Learned from many a troubled way:
You must seek him in the morning
If you want him through the day!