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For her:
Holy Ones, comfort those who are without comfort this night, give ease to troubled hearts, restore serenity to those who may blame themselves for others decisions and give them the lasting blessing of peace. May the Grandmother of Souls relieve their heart's anxiety and give them sure knowledge and understanding of all that has passed. Teach them that their love was not insufficient, that their care was not questioned, that their loved one is no longer in pain...May the Healer of Hurts breath balm and restoration into the wounded lives of those left behind.

For him:
You go home this night to your home of Winter,
To your home of Autumn, of Spring and Summer;
You go home this night to your lasting home,
To your eternal bed, to your sound sleep.

Sleep now, sleep, and so fade sorrow,
Sleep now, sleep, and so fade sorrow,
Sleep now, sleep, and so fade sorrow,
Sleep, beloved child, in the rock of the fold.

The sleep of seven lights upon you, her child,
The sleep of seven joys upon you, her child,
The sleep of seven slumbers upon you, her child.
Sleep, oh sleep in the quiet of quietness,
Sleep, oh sleep in the way of guidance,
Sleep, oh sleep in the love of all loving.

May helping spirits lead you,
May the Gatherer of spirits guide you,
May your mother's love light your path.