| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d301 | Two altars on a hillside made | | | | | | | |
| d302 | Under the blood O holy place | | | | | | | |
| d303 | Under the burdens of guilt and care many a spirit is grieving | | | | | | | |
| d304 | Up the mountain steep and rugged | | | | | | | |
| d305 | Upon life's boundless ocean where mighty billows roll | | | | | | | |
| d306 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
| d307 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
| d308 | Walk in love, bear the cross of Christ before you | | | | | | | |
| d309 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
| d310 | Walk ye in the old paths | | | | | | | |
| d311 | Walking and talking with Jesus, Speaking a word for the right | | | | | | | |
| d312 | Watch ye saints with eyelids waking | | | | | | | |
| d313 | We are full salvation soldiers | | | | | | | |
| d314 | We are going to that land | | | | | | | |
| d315 | We are often tossed and driven on the restless sea of | | | | | | | |
| d316 | We are out today on the sea of life | | | | | | | |
| d317 | We are poor today when we might be rich | | | | | | | |
| d318 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
| d319 | We shall walk the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
| d320 | We tell it as we journey | | | | | | | |
| d321 | We today may have the power | | | | | | | |
| d322 | We walk by faith, and O how sweet | | | | | | | |
| d323 | Weak and unworthy though I be | | | | | | | |
| d324 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
| d325 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
| d326 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d327 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
| d328 | When he cometh, when he cometh to make | | | | | | | |
| d329 | When I shall reach the more excellent glory | | | | | | | |
| d330 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
| d331 | When I was bound in sin and shame Jesus brought me out | | | | | | | |
| d332 | When in his beauty my Savior I see | | | | | | | |
| d333 | When Isr'l out of bondage came | | | | | | | |
| d334 | When Jesus laid his crown aside | | | | | | | |
| d335 | When mother prayed! O precious hour | | | | | | | |
| d336 | When my trials here are over | | | | | | | |
| d337 | When pangs of death seized on my soul | | | | | | | |
| d338 | When the trump of the great archangel | | | | | | | |
| d339 | When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more | | | | | | | |
| d340 | Where he may lead me, I will go | | | | | | | |
| d341 | Where the breakers dash high | | | | | | | |
| d342 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
| d343 | Who is this that cometh from Edom, Crimson-red | | | | | | | |
| d344 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
| d345 | Will our lamps be filled and ready | | | | | | | |
| d346 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
| d347 | With Jesus, my Lord, all the way I am going | | | | | | | |
| d348 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
| d349 | With outstretched hands and pleading tone | | | | | | | |
| d350 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
| d351 | Would you live for Jesus, and be always pure and good | | | | | | | |
| d352 | Would you scatter blessed sunshine | | | | | | | |
| d353 | Would your hearts be filled with rapture | | | | | | | |
| d354 | Ye are the temples, Jesus hath spoken | | | | | | | |
| d355 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
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