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d501 | To thee, great God, I will disclose | | | | | | | |
d502 | To thee, most holy and most high | | | | | | | |
d503 | To thee, my God, my heart shall bring | | | | | | | |
d504 | To thine almighty arm we owe | | | | | | | |
d505 | To your Creator, God | | | | | | | |
d506 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d507 | Unshaken as the sacred hill [hills] and fixed as mountains stand | | | | | | | |
d508 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
d509 | Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men | | | | | | | |
d510 | Vast are thy works, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d511 | We bless the Lord, the just, the [and] good Who fills our | | | | | | | |
d512 | We sing our Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
d513 | Welcome, thou day of rest | | | | | | | |
d514 | Welcome, thou day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d515 | What cannot resignation do | | | | | | | |
d516 | What seraph of celestial birth | | | | | | | |
d517 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
d518 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d519 | When Abraham, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
d520 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d521 | When death appears before my [our] sight | | | | | | | |
d522 | When doubts and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
d523 | When fainting in the sultry waste | | | | | | | |
d524 | When fancy spreads her boldest wings | | | | | | | |
d525 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
d526 | When I review the crooked [devious] ways | | | | | | | |
d527 | When I survey life's varied scene | | | | | | | |
d528 | When Isr'l, freed from Pharoah's hand | | | | | | | |
d529 | When overwhelmed with grief, helpless | | | | | | | |
d530 | When overwhelmed with pain and grief | | | | | | | |
d531 | When pale with sickness oft has thou | | | | | | | |
d532 | When shall the tribes of Adam | | | | | | | |
d533 | When sin and sorrow, fear and pain | | | | | | | |
d534 | When sinners quit their wicked ways | | | | | | | |
d535 | When the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
d536 | When true religion gains a place | | | | | | | |
d537 | When verdure clothes [robes] the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
d538 | When wild confusion wrecks the air [world] | | | | | | | |
d539 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
d540 | Where nothing dwelt but beasts | | | | | | | |
d541 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
d542 | Wherewith shall guilty man appear | | | | | | | |
d543 | While by calm reflection led | | | | | | | |
d544 | While sounds of war are heard around | | | | | | | |
d545 | Whilst shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d546 | Whilst some in folly's pleasure roll | | | | | | | |
d547 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d548 | Who, from the shades of gloomy night [gloomy shades of night] | | | | | | | |
d549 | Who shall ascend thy heavenly [holy] place | | | | | | | |
d550 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
d551 | Why do the wealthy wicked boast | | | | | | | |
d552 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d553 | Why doth the Lord stand off | | | | | | | |
d554 | Why doth the man of riches grow | | | | | | | |
d555 | Why should I vex my soul and fret | | | | | | | |
d556 | Why should the world's alluring toys | | | | | | | |
d557 | With cheerful voices rise and sing | | | | | | | |
d558 | With deep contrition, grief and shame | | | | | | | |
d559 | With flowing eyes and bleeding hearts | | | | | | | |
d560 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d561 | With restless agitations tossed [tost] | | | | | | | |
d562 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
d563 | With wonder, Lord, our souls proclaim | | | | | | | |
d564 | Ye boundless realms of joy | | | | | | | |
d565 | Ye followers of the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
d566 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu] | | | | | | | |
d567 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d568 | Ye humble souls complain no more | | | | | | | |
d569 | Ye servants of the Almighty King | | | | | | | |
d570 | Ye servants of the eternal King | | | | | | | |
d571 | Ye thirsty souls, approach the spring | | | | | | | |
d572 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d573 | Yet, saith the Lord, if David's race | | | | | | | |
d574 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |