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| d401 | Unanswered yet, the prayer your lips have pleaded | | | | | | | |
| d402 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
| d403 | Wake the strain the glad refrain | | | | | | | |
| d404 | Wanderer away from Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d405 | Watchman, tell me, does the morning | | | | | | | |
| d406 | We are a little gleaning band | | | | | | | |
| d407 | We are happy little children, Gathered in our school today | | | | | | | |
| d408 | We are little reapers, toiling | | | | | | | |
| d409 | We are marching to the land of the saints over there | | | | | | | |
| d410 | We are only little gleaners | | | | | | | |
| d411 | We are sowing, ever sowing In the paths | | | | | | | |
| d412 | We are youthful students | | | | | | | |
| d413 | We dedicate this parting hour | | | | | | | |
| d414 | We have come to sing the praise | | | | | | | |
| d415 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
| d416 | We pray for thy blessing, dear Savior | | | | | | | |
| d417 | We shall reach the river side | | | | | | | |
| d418 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
| d419 | We're a faithful pilgrim band | | | | | | | |
| d420 | We're a little Christian band | | | | | | | |
| d421 | We're a little pilgrim band, Cheerfully we sing | | | | | | | |
| d422 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
| d423 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d424 | What a glorious crown there is laid up in heaven | | | | | | | |
| d425 | What are the tidings from above | | | | | | | |
| d426 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
| d427 | What though before me it is [be] dark | | | | | | | |
| d428 | What though clouds are hovering o'er me | | | | | | | |
| d429 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
| d430 | What wonderful words in the Bible [gospel] | | | | | | | |
| d431 | What wondrous peace and joy are mine | | | | | | | |
| d432 | When deep in sin and folly | | | | | | | |
| d433 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
| d434 | When I read the dear old story | | | | | | | |
| d435 | When I was far away and lost, O 'tis wonderful | | | | | | | |
| d436 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
| d437 | When love comes like sunshine | | | | | | | |
| d438 | When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
| d439 | When the toils of life are over And our weary journey's done | | | | | | | |
| d440 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more | | | | | | | |
| d441 | When we have kept the faith fully Faith in the Savior of men | | | | | | | |
| d442 | When we in the judgment stand | | | | | | | |
| d443 | When we reach the golden city, When we pass | | | | | | | |
| d444 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
| d445 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
| d446 | While on life's stormy sea we ride | | | | | | | |
| d447 | Will they meet us, cheer, and greet us | | | | | | | |
| d448 | Will you go and speak to the lost ones here | | | | | | | |
| d449 | With every power with heart and soul | | | | | | | |
| d450 | With every power, with heart and soul | | | | | | | |
| d451 | With stealthy tread the years have crept | | | | | | | |
| d452 | Wonderful story of Jesus, our Lord | | | | | | | |
| d453 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
| d454 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
| d455 | Would you know the way to lighten | | | | | | | |
| d456 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
| d457 | Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
| d458 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
| d459 | You may know Christ's saving power | | | | | | | |
| d460 | You must be tired, dear mamma | | | | | | | |
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