Whence come wars and deadly feuds
Whence is it that my Lord
Whene’er my Father in the skies
Whene’er our day of Pentecost
Whene’er Thou dost a sinner heal
Whene’er Thou dost Thy grace bestow
Whene’er Thou leav’st me in distress
Whene’er we preach our pardoning Lord
Where are the learned and rich and great?
Where are the nine? alas, my God
Where are the venerable men, the eloquent Tertullus
Where are the venerable men, who Paul
Where but at his Saviour’s feet
Where but on yonder tree
Where can we now a city see
Where first by us it came, we there
Where has my slumbering spirit been
Where have I been so long
Where have ye the sinner laid?
Where is my God, my joy, my hope
Where is my power to watch and pray
Where is my strength, my faith, my God
Where is now the feeble reed
Where is old England’s glory fled
Where is that ancient power
Where is that faith, whose fervent prayer
Where is the boastful tyrant’s power
Where is the fair Elysian flower
Where is the GOD of Shadrach? where
Where is the gourd, that sudden rose
Where is the Hebrews’ God
Where is the holy heaven-born Child
Where is the just, unblemish’d man
Where is the sect or party free
Where is Thy promise? where?
Where shall I lay my weary head?
Where shall I rest my weary head
Where shall my wondering soul begin?
Where shall this memorial end?
Where shall true believers go
Where social virtue never comes
Where the true Joseph is not seen
Where then shall I appear
Where’er I am, whate’er I do
Where’er our Lord is pleased to send
Where’er the pure baptismal rite
Where’er Thou hast thy work begun
Where, my best, my bosom-Friend
Where, my soul, is now Thy boast
Whereas thou hast forsaken been
Wherefore He now in mercy cries
Wherefore should I make my moan
Wherefore should we droop or fear
Wherefore thy gates shall open stand
Wherefore, ye saints, with resolute zeal
Wherever we go Who Jesus proclaim
Wherewith, O God, shall I draw nigh
Wherewithal shall I appear
Whether the word be preached or read
Whether Thy little flock we feed
Which of the Christians now
Which of the old apostles taught
Which of the old prophets dar’d
Which of the petty kings of earth
Which of the prophets old
Which wilt Thou serve? the world or God?
While a weak worm pass’d by
While all His holy angels
While angel choirs their harps employ
While at the bar He stands
While blackening clouds o’respread the sky
While blackest clouds involve the skies
While Britain’s sons their trophies raise
While Christ with all his heart he sought
While envious Foes against thy Fame conspire
While faults in others I reprove
While for us He undertakes
While full of the malicious fiend
While God His judgments sure defers
While gospel-husbandmen repose
While hanging on the shameful Cross
While He sits at meat, reclined
While Heaven with angry frown
While his watchful friends are weeping
While hovering on the brink of fate
While I hang upon thy passion
While in faithful hearts we bear
While in the flesh I languish
While in their hands the angels bear
While Jacob for a wife doth wait
While Jesus doth to heaven ascend
While Jesus lets his followers eat
While midnight shades the earth o’erspread
While my foes are in my sight
While nations unenlighten’d lie
While nature yielding to despair
While our grief for sin we show
While pride and wrath remain within
While sickness shakes the house of clay
While the army above
While the Bridegroom seems to stay
While the glad tidings we proclaim
While the power of faith I prove
While the world and sin oppress us
While the world is wrapt in light
While the’ afflicted people weep
While they their calling here pursue
While Thine earthly course was ending
While Thou dost our souls restore
While through the sea of faith they past
While thus I went on
While to the temple we repair
While void of care, the cheerful crowd
While wandering in the wilderness
While we of His mysteries
While with a fleshly arm
While with us his Spirit stays
While without strength we were
While yet the ground I cumber
While yet they hear the rebels’ cries
While yet Thou livedst a Man of Woe
While yet we call, the prayer is seal’d
While, as a Jew, thy word I read
While, as Thy oracles enjoin
Whither shall a creature run?
Whither should our full souls aspire
Whither, ah, whither shall I go
Whither, when his Saviour leaves
Who a bare profession make
Who act the persecutor’s part
Who after Paul and Jesus tread
Who after the first Christians tread
Who all our sin and weakness knows
Who always took His people’s part
Who are these that come from far
Who arm’d with Christ’s commission goes
Who at His cross had stood
Who avarice with religion veil
Who beat thy confessors and wound
Who before the Saviour lies
Who believes the prophets true
Who believes the tidings? who
Who bids the careless lilies grow
Who blame the sin of Jews abhored
Who blush their Lord to own
Who boast their form of godliness
Who builders should by office be
Who but the Holy Ghost can make
Who came to make His Father known
Who can a pastor’s heart express
Who can a wounded spirit sustain
Who can compass or contain
Who can defeat the Saviour’s plan
Who can deny the Patriots their praise?
Who can forgive but God alone
Who can Jesus’ mind explain
Who can reconcile and make
Who can resist the Saviour’s word
Who can resist the’ almighty will
Who can soothe the soul’s distresses
Who can tell the consolation
Who can tell the worth of Jesus
Who can the benefits explain
Who can the dreadful state explain
Who can the grace explain
Who can the joy express
Who can the odd Phenomenon explain?
Who can the Prodigy explain
Who can the sudden turns explain
Who can the yoke of Moses bear
Who can Thy strict tribunal face
Who can worthily commend
Who cleave to earth and sin
Who comes unto Thee
Who comprehends the reason why
Who dares blame Thy justice, Lord
Who dares religion’s power deny
Who dares the gospel truth blaspheme
Who did His servant’s fall foretell
Who did the rebel angels quell
Who do the will Divine
Who doth indeed believe
Who doth not in the Son believe
Who doth through Jesu’s grace repent
Who earth and heaven and hell commands
Who ever of a mountain heard
Who every hasty growth reject
Who every thought and motion knows
Who fiercely with each other
Who first conversed with Christ by night
Who first inspired the breath of lives
Who first received the’ engrafted word
Who follow Christ in good delight
Who follows Christ with heart sincere
Who for their unborn child care
Who for us went up, we know
Who from the world retreat
Who furious for the truth contend
Who gave his life mankind to save
Who gave our Israel to the sword