Anyway, she got sick and wound up in the hospital at the end. I think it was pneumonia or something. Somewhere along the way she just stopped eating. The doctors realized that she’d decided she was done with this life and they planned to keep her comfortable until she passed. She hadn’t eaten for days and hadn’t spoken to anyone either, but the nurse walked into her bedroom one day and she was singing “How Great Thou Art” at the top of her lungs. She never spoke again after that and she died within days. As far as anyone knows, those are the last words she said aloud.
I sang “How Great Thou Art” at her funeral. Some people cautioned me when they heard I planned to sing that song. “You’re going break down in the middle of it and that will be bad.” I thought to myself, “If Grandma can get up the strength to sing that song on her deathbed, then I can sing it, too!” What a way to go, really, with a heart full of worship.
Today we sang “How Great Thou Art” in worship and of course, I thought of her. I’m not sure she would have recognized it, because our young and vibrant worship band sings it the modern way with guitars and drums and keyboard, but it was lovely. I wondered if she could see me from where she is in heaven. Could she see me singing my heart out to this song? Was she singing, too? I smiled and even teared up a little at the thought of her singing her version while I sang mine, both of us at the top of our lungs. I will see her some day, and we will sing it together. J
The last verse and chorus of “How Great Thou Art”
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"
Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art.
Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art, How great Thou art!