# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d401 | 'Tis come, the painful parting hour | | | | | | | |
d402 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d403 | 'Tis my desire with God to walk | | | | | | | |
d404 | To God, my Savior and my King, fain would my soul her tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d405 | To thee, let my [our] first offering [offerings] rise | | | | | | | |
d406 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d407 | Today the Savior rose | | | | | | | |
d408 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d409 | Unto thee altar, Lord, A broken heart I bring | | | | | | | |
d410 | Up to thy throne, O God of love | | | | | | | |
d411 | Urged by compassion, I look round | | | | | | | |
d412 | Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men | | | | | | | |
d413 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d414 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
d415 | Wake [wake], isles of the south | | | | | | | |
d416 | We bless the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d417 | Welcome here, our friend and brother | | | | | | | |
d418 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d419 | Welcome, ye well beloved of God | | | | | | | |
d420 | What mean [means] these jealousies and fears | | | | | | | |
d421 | What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test | | | | | | | |
d422 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d423 | When Abraham's servant to procure | | | | | | | |
d424 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d425 | When by the tempter's wiles betrayed | | | | | | | |
d426 | When first I found a pardon | | | | | | | |
d427 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d428 | When I the holy [empty] [lonely] [vanquished] grave [tomb] survey | | | | | | | |
d429 | When Jesus hung upon the tree | | | | | | | |
d430 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d431 | When, my Savior, shall I be | | | | | | | |
d432 | When, O dear Jesus, when shall I [we] | | | | | | | |
d433 | When, O my Savior, shall this heart | | | | | | | |
d434 | When shall thy love constrain and force me to thy breast | | | | | | | |
d435 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d436 | When the Eternal bows the skies | | | | | | | |
d437 | When the midnight cry begins [began] | | | | | | | |
d438 | When thou my righteous Judge shalt | | | | | | | |
d439 | When we baptise [baptize] we see the mode | | | | | | | |
d440 | When weeping Mary came to seek | | | | | | | |
d441 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d442 | While in this vale of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d443 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d444 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
d445 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d446 | Why droops my soul [our souls] with grief [guilt] [sin] oppressed | | | | | | | |
d447 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d448 | Why sleep ye [we], my brethren; come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
d449 | Why stand ye here idle | | | | | | | |
d450 | With cheerful voices rise and sing | | | | | | | |
d451 | With grateful hearts and tuneful lays | | | | | | | |
d452 | With heavenly power, O Lord, defend | | | | | | | |
d453 | With home, friends and kindred | | | | | | | |
d454 | With pure delight my faith surveys | | | | | | | |
d455 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
d456 | Ye brethren, who profess the Lord | | | | | | | |
d457 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
d458 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
d459 | Ye happy children who follow Jesus | | | | | | | |
d460 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
d461 | Ye humble saints, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
d462 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d463 | Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
d464 | Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds | | | | | | | |
d465 | Ye lovely tribes of smiling youth | | | | | | | |
d466 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
d467 | Ye messengers of Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d468 | Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
d469 | Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears | | | | | | | |
d470 | Ye saints, assist me in my song | | | | | | | |
d471 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d472 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
d473 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
d474 | Yonder amazing sight I [we] see | | | | | | | |
d475 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |
d476 | Young people all, I pray draw near | | | | | | | |
d477 | Young people all, in blooming days | | | | | | | |
d478 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |