His Presence Came Like Sunrise

[126 words] 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 calmnessO’er a very troubled sea. Other ships were blown and battered,Other ships were sore distressed,But the winds that seemed to drive themBrought to us a peace and rest. Then I thought of other mornings,With a keen remorse of mind,When I too had loosed the mooringsWith the presence left behind. So I think I know the secretLearned from many a troubled way:You must seek Him in the morningIf you want Him through the day. Ralph S. Cushman…