When human voices cannot sing
and human hearts are breaking,
we bring our grief to you, O God,
who knows our inner aching.
Set free our spirits from all fear --
the cloud of dark unknowing,
and let the light, the Christ-light show
the pathway of our going.
Make real for us your holding love,
the love which is your meaning,
the power to move the stone of death,
the hope of Easter morning.
And let the one we love now go
where we, in faith shall follow,
to travel in the Spirit's peace,
to make an end to sorrow.