The Greatness of the Harp

I was called into this room by the patient’s wife as I paused at the door.  The patient was in bed, appearing alert and oriented, though he seemed lethargic and as though he was feeling poorly.  The patient’s daughter was sitting next to him, tearing up as I played.  The patient relaxed into the music.  He did not speak, but he appeared to be resting, and then he requested “How Great Thou Art.”  I played this piece as he again closed his eyes, sighing.  His wife and daughter cried silently.  I remained with them for several minutes, intertwining this piece with “Amazing Grace,” and then I left quietly as both visitors sat near the patient, stroking his arms.

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