I met you God last Monday in the glow of molten steel.
The whirling of a rolling mill,
the turning of a wheel.
Majestic in vast power, so
awesome
in fierce light.
In man's industrial glory you were there
in might.
In man's industrial glory you were there.
I met you God last Tuesday when the kids came home to tea.
Wife working at the kitchen sink,
the baby on Gran's knee.
Active in unseeking mind,
in joy and love and care.
In man's
domestic background you were there to share.
In man's domestic background you were there.
In man's domestic background you were there.
I met you God last Wednesday, saw a program
on TV.
The crying of a starving child was pain and misery.
In man's heartfelt compassion you were there to abide.
In man's heartfelt compassion you were there.
I met you God last Friday when a group began to sing.
Many skirted girls with patterns,
boys did a jagger swing.
In man's dynamic teenage you were there.