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Post by kingdomushers on Sept 20, 2009 6:38:05 GMT -5
I have had a copy of a poem I ran across years ago, that I would like to share with you. It was written by Ralph S Cushman ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Secret
I met God in the morning When the day was at it's best. And His presence came like sunrise Like a glory within my breast.
All day long the presence lingered All day long He stayed with me; And we sailed in perfect calmness O'er a very troubled sea.
Other ships were blown 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 tt, had loosed the moorings, With His presence left behind.
So I think I know the secret Learned from many a troubled way; You must seek God in the morning If you want Him through the day.
Ralph S Cushman Spiritual hilltops. .............................................................. Hope this Blesses you. Brother Ron
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Post by Pam on Sept 21, 2009 13:44:02 GMT -5
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