I heard him repeat them once or twice, and then change them to 'with the abundance of Thy grace.' Then he turned his head slowly on the pillow, and what one could see of his face seemed transformed.

He said: 'Now I remember it, and the music is this'; and his hands moved on the bedclothes, as if forming chords.
Then, in a very low voice, but quite clearly, he repeated the second verse of the VENI, CREATOR SPIRITUS.

I knew it, because I used to sing it as a chorister in my father's church at home.

You remember ?" "'Enable with perpetual light The dulness of our blinded sight.
Anoint and cheer our soiled face With the abundance of Thy grace.
Keep far our foes; give peace at home; Where Thou art Guide, no ill can come.'" "It was the most touching thing I ever heard." The doctor paused, for Jane had buried her face in her hands and was sobbing convulsively.

When her sobs grew less violent, the doctor's quiet voice continued: "You see, this gave me something to go upon.
When a crash such as this happens, all a man has left to hold on to is his religion.