The Imperials — The Secret I Met God in the Morning

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 thе winds that seemed to drive them Brought to us a pеace 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