Thanks Rodger
Here is the entire poem which has been a great help to me I do not know who the author is
The Secret
I met God in the morning, when the day was at its best.
All day the Presence lingered, All day long He stayed with me.
And we sailed in perfect calmness over a very troubled sea.
Other ships were torn 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 to 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.
