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 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 the presence left behind.

So I think I know the secret
Learned from many a troubled way:
You must seek Him in the morning
If you want Him through the day.

Ralph S. Cushman