The Secret

Copyright © CorelUsed with permissionThis image may not be saved or downloaded. The Secret I met God in the morning, When my day was at its best, His Presence came as sunrise, Like a glory in my breast. All day long the Presence lingered, All day long He stayed with me; and we wailed 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. From the Sisters of the Precious Blood in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada