No one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his grief was very great. Job 2:13.
 
Once during Queen Victoria's reign, she heard that the wife of a common laborer had lost her baby. Having experienced deep sorrow herself, she felt moved to express her sympathy. So she called on the bereaved woman one day and spent some time with her. After she left, the neighbors asked what the queen had said. "Nothing," replied the grieving mother. "She simply put her hands on mine, and we silently wept together."

 I read about this story and it confirms the power of comfort. Read on. . .

A little girl came home from a neighbor's house, where her little friend had died. "Why did you go?" questioned her father. "To comfort her mother," said the child. "What could you do to comfort her?" "I climbed into her lap and cried with her."

The God of all comfort is still in the comforting business! Praise the Lord!