# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d901 | Weary wanderer, sad and broken | | | | | | | |
d902 | Weeping sinner [sinners], dry your tears | | | | | | | |
d903 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d904 | Welcome, O Savior, to my heart | | | | | | | |
d905 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d906 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d907 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
d908 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
d909 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
d910 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
d911 | What is life, 'tis but [all] a vapor | | | | | | | |
d912 | What is our God or [and] what his name | | | | | | | |
d913 | What lovely band is this I see | | | | | | | |
d914 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d915 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
d916 | What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test | | | | | | | |
d917 | What though no buds [flowers] the fig tree bear [clothe] | | | | | | | |
d918 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d919 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d920 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
d921 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d922 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
d923 | When at a [this] distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | | | |
d924 | When first the God of boundless grace | | | | | | | |
d925 | When gloomy thoughts and fears | | | | | | | |
d926 | When God of old came down from heaven | | | | | | | |
d927 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
d928 | When gracious Lord, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
d929 | When human hopes all wither | | | | | | | |
d930 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d931 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d932 | When I the holy [empty] [lonely] [vanquished] grave [tomb] survey | | | | | | | |
d933 | When in the light of faith divine | | | | | | | |
d934 | When Jesus shall descend the skies | | | | | | | |
d935 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d936 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d937 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
d938 | When on the cross my Savior died | | | | | | | |
d939 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d940 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d941 | When shall thy lovely face be seen | | | | | | | |
d942 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d943 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d944 | When sickness shakes the [languid] frame | | | | | | | |
d945 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
d946 | When struggling on the bed of pain | | | | | | | |
d947 | When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
d948 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
d949 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
d950 | When waves of trouble [sorrow] round me swell | | | | | | | |
d951 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
d952 | Where can we hide, or whither fly | | | | | | | |
d953 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d954 | Where'er we meet, you always say | | | | | | | |
d955 | While in this sacred rite of thine | | | | | | | |
d956 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d957 | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
d958 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d959 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d960 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d961 | Who can forbear to sing | | | | | | | |
d962 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d963 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
d964 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
d965 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d966 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d967 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d968 | With guilt oppressed, bowed down with sin | | | | | | | |
d969 | With heavenly power, O Lord, defend | | | | | | | |
d970 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d971 | With sacred joy we lift our eyes | | | | | | | |
d972 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
d973 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
d974 | Within thy house, O Lord, our God | | | | | | | |
d975 | Would you win a soul to God | | | | | | | |
d976 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
d977 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
d978 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
d979 | Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
d980 | Ye messengers of Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d981 | Ye sons of men, who long have sought The meaning of the word baptize | | | | | | | |
d982 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
d983 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d984 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
d985 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
d986 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d987 | Yield to me now, for I am weak | | | | | | | |
d988 | Yonder amazing sight I [we] see | | | | | | | |
d989 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
d990 | Zion, awake, thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
d991 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
d992 | Zion's King shall reign victorious | | | | | | | |