a poem by Ralph Spaulding
"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 His presence lingered,
all day long He stayed with me,
and we sailed in
Perfect Calmness
o’er a very troubled sea,
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!"
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