Where, when my aching grows,
Where, when I languish,
Where, in my need to know, where can I run?
Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish?
Who, who can understand?
He, only one.
-Emma Lou Thayne[1]
[1] “Where Can I Turn for Peace?” Hymns, 129
...shedding the light of the gospel on the darkness of depression...
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