# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d601 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
d602 | What is life, 'tis but [all] a vapor | | | | | | | |
d603 | What is the thing of greatest [highest] price | | | | | | | |
d604 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
d605 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
d606 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
d607 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d608 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
d609 | When bending o'er the brink of life [death] | | | | | | | |
d610 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d611 | When, driven by oppression's rod | | | | | | | |
d612 | When fainting in the sultry waste | | | | | | | |
d613 | When from the glorious realms of day | | | | | | | |
d614 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
d615 | When gloomy doubts and fears | | | | | | | |
d616 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
d617 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
d618 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d619 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d620 | When, in the form of mortal man | | | | | | | |
d621 | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | | | |
d622 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d623 | When like a stranger on our sphere | | | | | | | |
d624 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
d625 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d626 | When my mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
d627 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
d628 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
d629 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d630 | When shall we meet again, Meet ne'er [more] to sever | | | | | | | |
d631 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
d632 | When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies | | | | | | | |
d633 | When the great Judge supreme and just | | | | | | | |
d634 | When the Lord was crucified | | | | | | | |
d635 | Whene'er I take my walks abroad | | | | | | | |
d636 | Where high the heavenly temple stands The house | | | | | | | |
d637 | Where shall we go to seek and find | | | | | | | |
d638 | While all the angel throng | | | | | | | |
d639 | While beauty clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
d640 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d641 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d642 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d643 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d644 | Whither, when you [I] drop this clay | | | | | | | |
d645 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
d646 | Who is thy neighbor, he whom thou | | | | | | | |
d647 | Who O Lord, when life is o'er [over] | | | | | | | |
d648 | Who shall ascend thy heavenly [holy] place | | | | | | | |
d649 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d650 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
d651 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d652 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
d653 | Why that soul's commotion | | | | | | | |
d654 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d655 | Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold | | | | | | | |
d656 | With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues | | | | | | | |
d657 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
d658 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d659 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
d660 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
d661 | Witness, ye men and angels, now | | | | | | | |
d662 | Workman [workmen] of God O lose not heart | | | | | | | |
d663 | Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway | | | | | | | |
d664 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
d665 | Ye Christian heroes [heralds], go proclaim | | | | | | | |
d666 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
d667 | Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d668 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
d669 | Ye tribes of Adam join, with heaven and earth and seas | | | | | | | |
d670 | Ye visions bright of heavenly birth | | | | | | | |
d671 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
d672 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d673 | Yes, I will bless thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
d674 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
d675 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
d676 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d677 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
d678 | Zion, awake, thy strength renew | | | | | | | |