# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | Two altars on a hillside made | | | | | | | |
d302 | Under the blood O holy place | | | | | | | |
d303 | Under the burdens of guilt and care many a spirit is grieving | | | | | | | |
d304 | Up the mountain steep and rugged | | | | | | | |
d305 | Upon life's boundless ocean where mighty billows roll | | | | | | | |
d306 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d307 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d308 | Walk in love, bear the cross of Christ before you | | | | | | | |
d309 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
d310 | Walk ye in the old paths | | | | | | | |
d311 | Walking and talking with Jesus, Speaking a word for the right | | | | | | | |
d312 | Watch ye saints with eyelids waking | | | | | | | |
d313 | We are full salvation soldiers | | | | | | | |
d314 | We are going to that land | | | | | | | |
d315 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
d316 | We are out today on the sea of life | | | | | | | |
d317 | We are poor today when we might be rich | | | | | | | |
d318 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d319 | We shall walk the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d320 | We tell it as we journey | | | | | | | |
d321 | We today may have the power | | | | | | | |
d322 | We walk by faith, and O how sweet | | | | | | | |
d323 | Weak and unworthy though I be | | | | | | | |
d324 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d325 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d326 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d327 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
d328 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d329 | When I shall reach the more excellent glory | | | | | | | |
d330 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d331 | When I was bound in sin and shame Jesus brought me out | | | | | | | |
d332 | When in his beauty my Savior I see | | | | | | | |
d333 | When Isr'l out of bondage came | | | | | | | |
d334 | When Jesus laid his crown aside | | | | | | | |
d335 | When mother prayed! O precious hour | | | | | | | |
d336 | When my trials here are over | | | | | | | |
d337 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
d338 | When the trump of the great archangel | | | | | | | |
d339 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more | | | | | | | |
d340 | Where he may lead me, I will go | | | | | | | |
d341 | Where the breakers dash high | | | | | | | |
d342 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d343 | Who is this that cometh from Edom, Crimson-red | | | | | | | |
d344 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d345 | Will our lamps be filled and ready | | | | | | | |
d346 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
d347 | With Jesus, my Lord, all the way I am going | | | | | | | |
d348 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d349 | With outstretched hands and pleading tone | | | | | | | |
d350 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
d351 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
d352 | Would you scatter blessed sunshine | | | | | | | |
d353 | Would your hearts be filled with rapture | | | | | | | |
d354 | Ye are the temples, Jesus hath spoken | | | | | | | |
d355 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |