# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
d302 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
d303 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
d304 | Thou, Lord, art our life | | | | | | | |
d305 | Thou, who didst stoop below | | | | | | | |
d306 | Thou whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard | | | | | | | |
d307 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d308 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d309 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d310 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
d311 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d312 | Unto the hills around do I lift up my longing eyes | | | | | | | |
d313 | Wake, awake, for night is flying | | | | | | | |
d314 | We are the Lord's, His all sufficient merit | | | | | | | |
d315 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d316 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
d317 | We sing the praise of him who died | | | | | | | |
d318 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
d319 | Weary of wandering from my God | | | | | | | |
d320 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d321 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d322 | Whate'er my [our] God ordains is right | | | | | | | |
d323 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d324 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
d325 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d326 | When I survey life's varied scene | | | | | | | |
d327 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d328 | When the weary seeking rest To Thy goodness | | | | | | | |
d329 | When this passing world is done | | | | | | | |
d330 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d331 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d332 | Who is this that comes from Edom | | | | | | | |
d333 | Why should I fear the darkest hour | | | | | | | |
d334 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d335 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
d336 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
d337 | Zion's King shall reign victorious | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]