War Department | 94b | 11s | No more shall the sound of the war-whoop be heard
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Warrenton | 94 | 8, 7 | Come, thou fount of every blessing
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Warwick | 291b | C.M. | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | J. Stanley
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Washington | 67 | L.M. | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | Munday
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Watchman | 284 | S.M. | Shall wisdom cry aloud
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Weary Pilgrim's Consolation | 298 | 12, 11, 12, 11, 12, 12, 12, 11 | How sweet to reflect on the joys that await me | C. H. Pare
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Webster | 10 | S.M. | Come, we that love the Lord
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Weeping Saviour | 7b | S.M. | Did Christ o'er sinner's weep?
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Welch | 109 | 8, 4 | There's a friend above all others, O, how he loves!
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Wells | 278 | L.M. | Ye nations of the earth, rejoice | Holdroyd
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Welton | 153b | L.M. | Thou great instructor, lest I stray | Malan
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Wesley | 114 | C.M. | With inward pain my heart-strings sound | More
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When I Am Gone | 305 | 10s & 8s | Shed not a tear o'er your friend's early bier | M. H. Turner
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Whitestown | 135 | L.M. | Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey | Ward
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Willoughby | 277 | 8, 8, 6 | How precious, Lord, thy sacred word
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Wilmot | 165b | 7s | Sinner, art thou still secure?
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Windham | 48 | L.M. | Broad is the road that leads to death | Read
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Winter | 293 | C.M. | His hoary frost, his fleecy snow | Reed
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Wondrous Love | 252 | 12, 9, 6, 6, 12, 9 | What wondrous love is this, oh! my soul! | Christopher
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Woodland | 110 | C.M. or 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 | This world's not all a fleeting show
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Woodstock | 271 | C.M. | Let ev'ry mortal ear attend
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Worcester | 157 | S.M. | How beauteous are their feet
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