Depression

The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit.

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life; for I am not better than my fathers.

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.