1 When human voices cannot sing
and human hearts are breaking,
we bring our grief to you, O God,
who knows our inner aching.

2 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.

3 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.

4 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.