Wednesday, May 03, 2006

 

The Secret

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 log 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.

Spiritual Hilltops Ralph S. Cushman

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