My Gran died this morning.
When I was there on Monday, she was sleeping. She didn't really wake up much this week. But, as I think I said before, Gran loved hymns.. I watched as my mum was singing hymns to her and watched as she reacted. It was one of the most beautiful things I ever saw, as Gran tried to sing along to the words of her favourite hymn..
The first verse:
The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended,
The darkness falls at Thy behest;
To Thee our morning hymns ascended,
Thy praise shall sanctify our rest.