I have found this lovely celtic blessing for peace and would like to offer it. It is not a blessing for the bereaved, but it is beautiful and may help with the torment felt inside:

Deep peace I breathe into you, O weariness, here: O ache here! Deep peace, a soft white dove to you; Deep peace, a quiet rain to you; Deep peace, an ebbing wave to you! Deep peace, red wind of the east from you; Deep peace, grey wind of the west to you; Deep peace, dark wind of the north from you; Deep peace, blue wind of the south to you! Deep peace, pure red of the flame to you; Deep peace, pure white of the moon to you; Deep peace, pure green of the grass to you; Deep peace, pure brown of the earth to you; Deep peace, pure grey of the dew to you; Deep peace, pure blue of the sky to you! Deep peace of the running wave to you, Deep peace of the flowing air to you, Deep peace of the quiet earth to you, Deep peace of the sleeping stones to you, Deep peace of the Yellow Shepherd to you, Deep peace of the wandering shepherdess to you, Deep peace of the flock of stars to you, Deep peace of the Son of Peace to you, Deep peace from the heart of Mary to you, And from Bridget of the Mantle, Deep peace, deep peace!

(Fiona MacLeod "Under the Dark Star" pub. 1912 by William Heinemann).

mouldy