I met God in the morning
When the day was at its best
And His presence rose like sunrise
Like a glory in my breast
All day long His presence lingered
All day long He stayed with me
Then we sailed in perfect calmness
Over a very troubled sea
Other ships were blown and battered
And other ships were sore distressed
But the winds that seemed to drive them
Brought to us a peace and rest
A peace and rest
Then I thought of other mornings
With a keen remorse of mind
When I too might lose the moorings
With His presence left behind
So, I think I know the secret (yeah)
Learned from many a troubled way
You must seek Him in the morning
If you want Him through the day
Through the day