Who giv’st me yet a longer space
Who gladly to his home invites
Who glory in your ripest grace
Who God devoutly dreads
Who God in Christ discover
Who God in truth adore
Who has not heard of Rankin’s proffer
Who hath believed the tidings? Who?
Who hath engaged my heart t’address
Who have the gospel truth believed
Who hear, and cast the word behind
Who heard the heaven-instructed man
Who hears His warnings with disdain
Who hears the word and disbelieves
Who held on earth the lowest place
Who Herod did of old inspire
Who Himself to babes reveals
Who his coming shall abide
Who his Lord and pattern knows
Who his mind on God hath stayed
Who hunt our souls with cruel scorn
Who in his mean condition here
Who in his nature’s weakness lies
Who in Jesus believe
Who in the faith of Abraham tread, like Isaac
Who in the faith of Abraham tread, obediently receive
Who in the Lord confide
Who in the painting art excel
Who in the Saviour sent confides
Who in the steps of Jesus treads
Who in Thy word confide
Who into temptation led
Who is as the Christian great?
Who is so great a God as ours, He can
Who is so great a God as ours, so near
Who is the idol Shepherd? who?
Who is the trembling sinner, who
Who is the weak believer, who
Who is this condescending friend
Who is this gigantic foe
Who is this that comes from far
Who is this that sin forgives
Who is this we see ascend
Who is this, that now comes up
Who Jehovah’s mind hath known?
Who Jesu’s word esteem
Who Jesus and his grace hast lost
Who Jesus our Example knows
Who Jesus revere
Who Jesus seek with zeal sincere
Who Jesus to the world confess
Who Jesus’ spirit knows
Who Jesus’ warning words receive
Who Jesus’ work resolves to do
Who John’s sincere disciples are
Who know the thing by God design’d
Who knowingly the truth oppose
Who knows the evils that remain
Who knows the joy we feel
Who labour’d by the law to live
Who labours in the church of God
Who labours in the word from man
Who languish on a bed of pain
Who lately shed the martyrs’ blood
Who like the thoughtless many live
Who listen to our clamorous foes
Who lives in unbelief confined
Who long the nations dark beguiled
Who lose the salt of grace
Who love his name, and keep his word
Who love the praise of men
Who loves me so well, My helper has been
Who madest thus the earth
Who make to heaven your bold appeal
Who marvel at His power, admire
Who may His day abide
Who might not hear the word before
Who minister the gospel-word
Who miracles demand in vain
Who Moses and the prophets hear
Who murmur in the wilderness
Who musters the celestial host
Who never hast affiiction known
Who now His flesh and blood partake
Who now His work revives
Who now the water can deny
Who now themselves the church profess
Who of himself as something thinks
Who of the great, or wise
Who of the rich hath ears to hear
Who of the rich or great appear?
Who of the rich will e’er believe
Who on Providence depend
Who on the Lord Most High
Who only seeks his Lord to raise
Who our mortality put on
Who our trust in princes place
Who our weaknesses have known
Who pardon preach through faith alone
Who preach the truth, the gospel-word
Who promised with his Lord to die
Who refuse the truth t’ obey
Who sail with our Lord in the ship
Who saves his own and neighbour’s soul
Who see the light of Jesu’s face
Who see, must surely feel
Who seek the Crucified
Who seeks the souls of men
Who sees the miracle believes
Who sends His servants forth by pairs
Who sent the Son is true
Who sets not God before his eyes
Who shall explain the mystery?
Who shall join the acclamation
Who shall make the Father known
Who shall presume to’ explore
Who shall that rapturous sight explain
Who simple innocence approves
Who slights the warning word
Who soften and corrupt the word
Who suffer in their Saviour’s cause
Who take at first the Saviour’s side
Who take the name of Christ in vain
Who tastes the truth, and Jesus sees
Who teach that the most righteous man
Who teach their children to admire
Who tempted Christ, the faithless race
Who that moment’s price can tell
Who that promised Seed receive
Who that trusted in the Lord
Who the high office can display
Who the host celestial made
Who the strength of God distrust
Who the true disciples are
Who the truth and us oppose
Who the work of God oppose
Who their own desires pursue
Who then shall needless things impose
Who Thy Deity confess
Who to His Saviour’s messengers
Who to some brutish lust submit
Who to the Holy Spirit lied
Who to the poor and needy gives
Who to those gracious words of thine
Who to Thy wounds for refuge flee
Who truly know His name
Who truly thinks, and surely knows
Who truly trust, O Lord, in Thee
Who trust in a supposed decree
Who trust in His protecting grace
Who trust in our Redeemer’s blood
Who trusts his own intrepid heart
Who untried himself can know?
Who wait in view of gospel-peace
Who waits for the applause of man
Who walking like their Saviour here
Who weakly once to sin gives place
Who wealth possesses here
Who will not now the word believe
Who will not to their Saviour go
Who will reject Thy richest grace
Who wills us, if His soul we love
Who wisely for her offspring cares
Who with hate implacable
Who works the works of God
Who worldly good pursue
Who would not descend
Who would not dread the frown of him
Who would not eagerly desire
Who would not for their Master own
Who would not his advice pursue
Who would not look on thee
Who would not quit his sins for thee
Who would not serve a Lord
Who would not start from avarice
Who would not wish to have the skill
Who yield their hearts the sordid throne
Who’er admires as Excellence
Who, what are these, that as a cloud
Whoe’er by Thy good Spirit are led
Whoe’er for happiness relies
Whoe’er for sensual pleasures burn
Whoe’er for sin and Satan plead
Whoe’er his Master’s money wastes
Whoe’er rejects Thy sacrifice
Whoe’er submits to sin’s commands
Whoe’er th’ authority impeach
Whoe’er the cross of Christ oppose
Whoe’er the gospel hate
Whoe’er the heavenly kingdom preach
Whoe’er the King of kings adore
Whoe’er their indolent delight
Whoe’er to Thee, O Christ, belong
Whole nights we to ambition give
Whom Christ His brethren owns
Whom first to Thee Thy Father gave
Whom God declares a perfect man
Whom God pronounced his favorite Son
Whom Jacob once in Bethel found
Whom Jesus for his followers owns