# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | We love to hear of thee | | | | | | | |
d302 | Weary of struggling with my pain | | | | | | | |
d303 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d304 | What are these [those] soul reviving strains | | | | | | | |
d305 | What heavenly light is that which shines | | | | | | | |
d306 | What jarring natures dwell within | | | | | | | |
d307 | What scenes of horror and of dread [death] | | | | | | | |
d308 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d309 | What venerable sight appears | | | | | | | |
d310 | When Abraham, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
d311 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d312 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
d313 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
d314 | When at a [this] distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | | | |
d315 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d316 | When I view my Savior bleeding | | | | | | | |
d317 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d318 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
d319 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d320 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
d321 | When to heaven great and glorious King | | | | | | | |
d322 | When verdure clothes [robes] the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
d323 | When wild confusion wrecks the air [world] | | | | | | | |
d324 | While I to grief my soul [heart] gave way | | | | | | | |
d325 | While in the tender years of youth | | | | | | | |
d326 | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
d327 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d328 | While the choir responsive rings | | | | | | | |
d329 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d330 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d331 | With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues | | | | | | | |
d332 | With my substance I will honor my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
d333 | With reverent awe, tremendous Lord | | | | | | | |
d334 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
d335 | World adieu thou real [cruel] cheat | | | | | | | |
d336 | Write to Sardis, said the Lord | | | | | | | |
d337 | Ye angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d338 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
d339 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu] | | | | | | | |
d340 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
d341 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d342 | Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
d343 | Ye sons of earth prepare the plough | | | | | | | |
d344 | Ye trembling captives, hear The gospel trumpet sounds | | | | | | | |
d345 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d346 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d347 | Youth, when devoted to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d348 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]