# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d501 | Under his wings I am [I'm] safely abiding | | | | | | | |
d502 | Wake, awake, for night is flying | | | | | | | |
d503 | Walking along life's road one day | | | | | | | |
d504 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
d505 | Was it for me, for me alone | | | | | | | |
d506 | We are building in sorrow or joy | | | | | | | |
d507 | We are never, never weary of the grand old song | | | | | | | |
d508 | We find many people who can't understand | | | | | | | |
d509 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d510 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d511 | We would see Jesus, for the shadows lengthen | | | | | | | |
d512 | Weary gleaner in the field | | | | | | | |
d513 | Weeping will not save me [you], though my face | | | | | | | |
d514 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d515 | We'll never leave the Bible | | | | | | | |
d516 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d517 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d518 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
d519 | What a wonderful, wonderful Savior | | | | | | | |
d520 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d521 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d522 | What must I do, the trembling jailor cried | | | | | | | |
d523 | When all my [the] labors and trials are o'er | | | | | | | |
d524 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
d525 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
d526 | When I, a poor, lost sinner, Before the Lord | | | | | | | |
d527 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d528 | When I fear my faith will fail | | | | | | | |
d529 | When I saw the cleansing fountain | | | | | | | |
d530 | When I shall awake in that fair morn of morns | | | | | | | |
d531 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d532 | When I was but a little child | | | | | | | |
d533 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
d534 | When morning lights the eastern skies | | | | | | | |
d535 | When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide | | | | | | | |
d536 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
d537 | When shall I reach the more excellent | | | | | | | |
d538 | When sinful and burdened and weary | | | | | | | |
d539 | When sorrow and storms are besetting my track | | | | | | | |
d540 | When storms of life are round me beating | | | | | | | |
d541 | When the cares of life oppress you | | | | | | | |
d542 | When the day is dreary | | | | | | | |
d543 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d544 | When the storms of life are raging, Tempests wild on sea and land | | | | | | | |
d545 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time | | | | | | | |
d546 | When troubled my soul and when peace I would find | | | | | | | |
d547 | When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed | | | | | | | |
d548 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d549 | When you count the ones who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
d550 | Where he may lead me, I will go | | | | | | | |
d551 | Where is my wandering boy tonight | | | | | | | |
d552 | Where will you spend eternity | | | | | | | |
d553 | Which way shall I take, shouts a voice | | | | | | | |
d554 | While Jesus whispers to you | | | | | | | |
d555 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
d556 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
d557 | Whither, pilgrims, are you [ye] going | | | | | | | |
d558 | Who hath believed after hearing the message | | | | | | | |
d559 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d560 | Why should I charge my soul with care | | | | | | | |
d561 | Why should I feel discouraged | | | | | | | |
d562 | Wonderful Birth, to a manger he | | | | | | | |
d563 | Wonderful love that rescued me | | | | | | | |
d564 | Wondrous it seemeth to me | | | | | | | |
d565 | Would we be joyful in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d566 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
d567 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
d568 | Would you lose your load of sin, Fix your eyes upon Jesus | | | | | | | |
d569 | Wounded for me, wounded for me | | | | | | | |
d570 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
d571 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
d572 | You have longed [looked] for sweet peace | | | | | | | |