His Presence

I met God in the morning, 

when my day was at its best

and His Presence came as sunrise

like a glory in my breast,

All day long His 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

and 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.

-unknown