I got up early one morning,
And rushed right into the day,
I had so much to accomplish,
That I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
And heavier came each task;
'Why doesn't God help me?'
I wondered.
He answered,'You didn't ask.'
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
But the day toiled on gray and bleak;
I wondered why God didn't show me.
He said, 'But you didn't seek.'
I tried to come into God‘s presence;
I used all my keys in the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
'My child, you didn't knock.'
I woke up early this morning,
And paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish,
That I had to take time to pray.