I met God in the morning when the day was at its best.
And his presence came like sunrise like a glory in my breast.
All day long his presence lingered all day long he stayed with me,
And we sailed with 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 me a peace and rest.
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 meet him in the morning if you want him through the day.
All day long his presence lingered all day long he stayed with me,
And we sailed with 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 me a peace and rest.
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 meet him in the morning if you want him through the day.
by Ralph Spalding Cushman