Heavenly Father, Bless those who mourn, eternal God, with the comfort of your love that they may face each new day with hope. Come and meet them where they are, dear Father, hold their hand and embrace their broken heart. May their memories become joyful, their days enriched with friendship and their lives encircled by your love.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.” The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.
Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life.