# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d801 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d802 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d803 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d804 | When, my Savior, shall I be | | | | | | | |
d805 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d806 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
d807 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d808 | When shall thy love constrain and force me to thy breast | | | | | | | |
d809 | When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
d810 | When this passing world is done | | | | | | | |
d811 | When we pass through yonder river | | | | | | | |
d812 | Where can we hide, or whither fly | | | | | | | |
d813 | Where'er we meet, you always say | | | | | | | |
d814 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d815 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d816 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d817 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d818 | Who are these [those] arrayed in white | | | | | | | |
d819 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
d820 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d821 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d822 | Why is my heart with grief oppressed | | | | | | | |
d823 | Why, on the bending willows hung | | | | | | | |
d824 | Why should believers when they meet | | | | | | | |
d825 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
d826 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d827 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d828 | Wide is the gate and broad the way | | | | | | | |
d829 | With glorious clouds encompassed round | | | | | | | |
d830 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d831 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d832 | With my whole heart I'll raise my song | | | | | | | |
d833 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
d834 | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
d835 | Within thy house, O Lord, our God | | | | | | | |
d836 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
d837 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d838 | Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
d839 | Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
d840 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
d841 | Ye that pass by, behold the man | | | | | | | |
d842 | Ye trembling captives, hear The gospel trumpet sounds | | | | | | | |
d843 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
d844 | Ye virgin [waiting] souls, arise | | | | | | | |
d845 | Ye who despise the Savior's grace | | | | | | | |
d846 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d847 | Yield to me now, for I am weak | | | | | | | |
d848 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |
d849 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |