How would you want to be soothed if you just found out youre 22 weeks pregnant and no matter what the baby is going to die?

Im breaking like...3 rules but f*k it. Its 2am and I am wide awake and exhausted. Rule #1 broken, hubby here...

I dont want to go into details but my wife and I found out today that our child is developing with effectively a heart that has 5 or 6 things wrong with it. I kind of went into a mental tenitus state after the first 20 minutes of explanation. Neither of us have slept since pretty much the beginning of the year becuase late last year we had a miscarriage that nearly killed my wife and in February of this year we went to our first ultrasound with a heart rate about 1/3 of what it should be. Fastforward to today and we were told 70-90% we dont make it to term and even if we make it, 90-95% chance the baby lasts a few weeks or months at most. We're religious and pro-life (rule 6 I think is now broken) but this is a TOUGH position to be in. Right now our choices are abort, induce labor so we can hold the baby for a few moments as it dies, wait to see if it dies naturally or wait until december and deliver it just to have it go to hospice or my wife's personal hell, stillbirth.

I mean, Im f*ing in my 30s and needing to plan things like "are we going to bury it or cremate it" and "should we even bother naming it" and basic stuff like "does the baby get a social security number or a birth certificate"... Those are my issues to deal with. My question is, Im more than helpless to soothe and comfort her. What do I do? How best to approach even trying to make the right decision? How am I supposed to help when there is such little control and all the choices suck? I genuinely cant think of a way between being a guy (who is clueless already) being exhausted and barely holding it together myself.