Out of the Depths

LAURA GERAHTY

Where art Thou, Lord? A thousand voices call,
And saddened hearts reach out for Thee in vain.
Can no light pierce the gloom or lift the pall
That hides Thy healing from a world of pain?

Where art Thou, Truth? Within a dwelling mean
A humble heart rejoices. One has found
Above earth's poverty, by sense unseen,
The healing Christ; good doth for all abound!