# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d603 | Welcome, ye well beloved of God | | | | | | | |
d608 | Well, at length I plainly see | | | | | | | |
d607 | Well may thy servants mourn, my God | | | | | | | |
d609 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d610 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
d611 | What heavenly Man, or lovely [mighty] God | | | | | | | |
d612 | What is it for a saint to die | | | | | | | |
d613 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
d614 | What sorrowful sounds do I hear | | | | | | | |
d616 | What's this that rises in my soul [in my soul is rising] | | | | | | | |
d615 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d617 | When Adam was created he dwelt in Eden's shade | | | | | | | |
d618 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d619 | When bending o'er the brink of life [death] | | | | | | | |
d620 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d605 | When Christ, the Lord, was here below About the work | | | | | | | |
d621 | When Christ, who came my soul to save | | | | | | | |
d622 | When first the God of boundless grace | | | | | | | |
37 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
d624 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
10 | When I can read my title clear | NINETY-FIFTH | | | | | | |
d627 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d628 | When I was young, of tender years | | | | | | | |
39 | When, in his earthly courts, we view | | | | | | | |
d630 | When Jesus for his people died | | | | | | | |
d632 | When Jesus hung upon the tree | | | | | | | |
d631 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d633 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d634 | When Noah with his favored few | | | | | | | |
d635 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d636 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d637 | When sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
d638 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
d639 | When the storm in its fury on Galilee fell And lifted | | | | | | | |
d640 | When we baptise [baptize] we see the mode | | | | | | | |
d642 | Where from thy spirit shall I stretch | | | | | | | |
d641 | When we hear the music ringing in [through] the bright | | | | | | | |
d625 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d643 | While in this vale of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d644 | While beauty and youth are in their full prime | | | | | | | |
d645 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d647 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
d646 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
300 | While traveling through the world below | | | | | | | |
d648 | Who is this that comes from far | BOZRAH | | | | | | |
d649 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
d651 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
59 | Why should I be affrighted at pestilence | | | | | | | |
d653 | Why should our mourning thoughts delight | | | | | | | |
d652 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d656 | Why should we at our lots complain | | | | | | | |
d655 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d654 | Why tarriest thou, arise | | | | | | | |
d657 | With gladness, dear brethren, we meet [met] at [in] this place | | | | | | | |
d658 | With holy awe, and solemn dread | | | | | | | |
d659 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d660 | With joy we lift our eyes | | | | | | | |
d661 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d663 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
d664 | Ye Christians all, on you I call | | | | | | | |
d662 | Ye fleeting charms of earth, farewell | | | | | | | |
d665 | Ye friends of the Savior | | | | | | | |
d667 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu] | | | | | | | |
d666 | Ye messengers of Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d670 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
d669 | Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d668 | Ye objects of sense, and enjoyments of time | | | | | | | |
d672 | Ye pilgrims of Zion, and chosen of God | | | | | | | |
d671 | Ye pilgrims that are wandering home | | | | | | | |
d673 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
d674 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
35 | Ye weary heavy laden souls | | | | | | | |
d677 | Ye worlds of light, that roll so near | | | | | | | |
d675 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d681 | Yes, I shall soon be landed On yonder shores of bliss | | | | | | | |
d679 | Yes, God himself hath sworn | | | | | | | |
d678 | You may sing of the beauty [beauties] of mountain and dale | | | | | | | |
d682 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
d680 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
d684 | In hope of life eternal giv'n | LYNN | | | | | | |
d683 | Be kind to thy father, for when thou wert young | THE LOVED ONES | | | | | | |
16 | Beneath a num'rous train of ills | PILESGROVE | | | | | | |
760 | Rejoice, ye saints, in ev'ry state | SUNSET | | | | | | |
17 | Why, mourning soul, why flow these tears? | BREAKER | | | | | | |
761 | Constrained by their Lord to embark | CLARINGTON | | | | | | |
762 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
764 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
763 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
61 | Am I a soldier of the cross | LEANDER | | | | | | |
64 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
476 | Amidst ten thousand dangers | | | | | | | |
93 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
294 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |