# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d401 | What empty things are all the skies | | | | | | | |
d402 | What lovely band is this I see | | | | | | | |
d403 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d404 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d405 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d406 | When bowed with affliction [afflictions] and woe [woes] | | | | | | | |
d407 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
d408 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
d409 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d410 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d411 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d412 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d413 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
d414 | When overwhelmed with doubts and fear | | | | | | | |
d415 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d416 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d417 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
d418 | When sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
d419 | When the storm in its fury on Galilee fell And lifted | | | | | | | |
d420 | When those we love are snatched away | | | | | | | |
d421 | When to the earth I am bidding adieu | | | | | | | |
d422 | Where is my [our] God, does he retire | | | | | | | |
d423 | Where must a weary sinner go | | | | | | | |
d424 | Wherewith shall I [we] approach the [thee] Lord | | | | | | | |
d425 | While I'm in prison here below | | | | | | | |
d426 | While in the vale of vision, dead | | | | | | | |
d427 | While nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | | | |
d428 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d429 | Why, O my soul, these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
d430 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d431 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d432 | With reverence let the [should thy] saints appear | | | | | | | |
d433 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d434 | Ye pilgrims of Zion, and chosen of God | | | | | | | |
d435 | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
d436 | Yes, I shall soon be landed On yonder shores of bliss | | | | | | | |
d437 | Yes, we shall [will] meet beyond the flood | | | | | | | |
d438 | Yonder amazing sight I [we] see | | | | | | | |
d439 | You may sing of the beauty [beauties] of mountain and dale | | | | | | | |
d440 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]