# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d901 | When on the cross my Savior died | | | | | | | |
d902 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d903 | When pain and anguish seize me Lord | | | | | | | |
d904 | When pulse beats low and cheeks grow pale | | | | | | | |
d905 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
d906 | When shall the gospel tidings spread | | | | | | | |
d907 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d908 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
d909 | When the great Judge supreme and just | | | | | | | |
d910 | When the poor leper's case I read | | | | | | | |
d911 | When the rebellious passions rise | | | | | | | |
d912 | When the spark of life is waning [fading] | | | | | | | |
d913 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
d914 | Where is my [our] God, does he retire | | | | | | | |
d915 | Where is my [our] [the] Savior now | | | | | | | |
d916 | Where shall the man be found | | | | | | | |
d917 | Where shall we go to seek and find | | | | | | | |
d918 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d919 | While beauty clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
d920 | While I keep silence and conceal | | | | | | | |
d921 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d922 | While men grow bold in wicked ways | | | | | | | |
d923 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
d924 | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
d925 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d926 | While thou art intimately nigh | | | | | | | |
d927 | Who are these that come from far | | | | | | | |
d928 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d929 | Who O Lord, when life is o'er [over] | | | | | | | |
d930 | Who shall ascend the [thy] holy [heavenly] hill | | | | | | | |
d931 | Who shall ascend thy heavenly [holy] place | | | | | | | |
d932 | Who shall inhabit in [on] thy hill | | | | | | | |
d933 | Who will arise and plead my right | | | | | | | |
d934 | Whom have we, Lord, in heaven but thee | | | | | | | |
d935 | Why did the nations join to slay | | | | | | | |
d936 | Why do the proud insult the poor | | | | | | | |
d937 | Why do the wealthy wicked boast | | | | | | | |
d938 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d939 | Why doth the Lord stand off | | | | | | | |
d940 | Why doth the man of riches grow | | | | | | | |
d941 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
d942 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d943 | Why should the mighty make their boast | | | | | | | |
d944 | Why should thy face, where mercies dwell | | | | | | | |
d945 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d946 | Why sinks my soul desponding | | | | | | | |
d947 | Why that look of sadness | | | | | | | |
d948 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d949 | Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold | | | | | | | |
d950 | Will God forever cast us [me] off | | | | | | | |
d951 | With all my [our] [the] power [powers] of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
d952 | With cheerful voices rise and sing | | | | | | | |
d953 | With earnest longings of the mind | | | | | | | |
d954 | With heavenly power, O Lord, defend | | | | | | | |
d955 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d956 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d957 | With melting heart [hearts] and weeping eyes | | | | | | | |
d958 | With my whole heart I'll raise my song | | | | | | | |
d959 | With my whole heart I've sought thy face | | | | | | | |
d960 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
d961 | Within thy house, O Lord, our God | | | | | | | |
d962 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
d963 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
d964 | Ye holy souls, in God rejoice | | | | | | | |
d965 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
d966 | Ye messengers of Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d967 | Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d968 | Ye saints, your music bring | | | | | | | |
d969 | Ye servants of the Almighty King | | | | | | | |
d970 | Ye sons of men, a feeble race | | | | | | | |
d971 | Ye sons of pride, that hate the just | | | | | | | |
d972 | Ye that delight to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d973 | Ye that [who] obey the immortal king | | | | | | | |
d974 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
d975 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d976 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d977 | Yes, I am thy servant, most bountiful Lord | | | | | | | |
d978 | Yes, I will be forever thine | | | | | | | |
d979 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
d980 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
d981 | Yes, the Redeemer's gone | | | | | | | |