It's very cold today, and I didn't feel equal to handling the dogs in the ever-so-rare event of misbehavior, so we had Mom's funeral service without dogs (although Father Brooks did mention them during the service). There were 11 of us in the chapel and the service was lovely. Father Brooks has a beautiful singing voice and in honor of Mom's military career, he sang the Navy hymn:
Eternal Father, Strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bid'st the mighty Ocean deepIts own appointed limits keep;
O hear us when we cry to thee,for those in peril on the sea.
O Christ, the Lord of hill and plain
O'er which our traffic runs amain,
by mountain pass or valley low,
Wherever Lord thy brethren go;
Protect them by Thy guardian hand
From every peril on the land.
O Spirit, Whom the Father send
To spread abroad the Firmament;
O wind of heaven, by Thy Might,
Save all who dare the eagle's flight;
And keep them by Thy watchful care
From every peril in the air.
O Trinity of love and power!
Our brethren shield in danger's hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee,
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.