I met God in the morning

I met God in the morning
When the day was at its best,
and His presence came like sunrise
Like 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 wind 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.

              Ralph S Cushman
              Spiritual Hilltops