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INDEX TO THE HYMNS
| FIRST LINE | AUTHOR | NO. |
| What am I, O Thou glorious God | C. Wesley | 364 |
| What are these arrayed in white | C. Wesley | 802 |
| What equal honours shall we bring | Dr. Watts | 114 |
| What is our calling's glorious hope | C. Wesley | 555 |
| What now is my object and aim | C. Wesley | 541 |
| What shall I do my God to love, My loving | C. Wesley | 66 |
| What shall I do my God to love, My Saviour | C. Wesley | 425 |
| What shall I render to my God | C. Wesley | 373 |
| What shall we offer our good Lord | Spangenberg, trans, by C. Wesley | 597 |
| What various hindrances we meet | Cowper | 504 |
| When all Thy mercies, O my God | Addison | 92 |
| When God of old came down from heaven | J. Keble | 229 |
| When, gracious Lord, when shall it be | C. Wesley | 337 |
| When, His salvation bringing | John King | 861 |
| When I survey life's varied scene | Miss Steele | 486 |
| When I survey the wondrous cross | Dr. Watts | 164 |
| When morning gilds the skies | German, trans. by E. Caswall | 105 |
| When, my Saviour, shall I be | C. Wesley | 574 |
| When our heads are bowed with woe | Dean Milman | 155 |
| When quiet in my house I sit | C. Wesley | 264 |
| When shall Thy love constrain | C. Wesley | 321 |
| When the day of toil is done | J. Ellerton | 858 |
| When the weary, seeking rest | Dr. Bonar | 666 |
| When Thy soldiers take their swords | Mrs. Owen | 749 |
| Where shall my wondering soul begin | C. Wesley | 358 |
| Wherewith, O God, shall I draw near | C. Wesley | 351 |
| While ebbing nature grieves | James Smetham | 817 |
| While lone upon the furious waves | Dr. E. E. Jenkins | 969 |
| While shepherds watched their flocks by night | N. Tate | 131 |
| Who fathoms the eternal Thought | J. G. Whittier | 820 |
| Who in the Lord confide | C. Wesley | 677 |
| Who is on the Lord's side | Miss F. R. Havergal | 463 |
| Whom Jesus blood doth sanctify | C. Wesley | 678 |
| Why do we mourn departing friends | Dr. Watts | 826 |
| Why not now, my God, my God | C. Wesley | 523 |
| Why should I till to-morrow stay | C. Wesley | 289 |
| Why should the children of a King | Dr. Watts | 248 |
| With broken heart and contrite sigh | C. Elven | 316 |
| With glorious clouds encompassed round | C. Wesley | 151 |
| With glory clad, with strength arrayed | Tate and Brady | 78 |
| With joy we meditate the grace | Dr. Watts | 193 |
| Worship, and thanks, and blessing | C. Wesley | 465 |
| Would Jesus have the sinner die | C. Wesley | 159 |
| Ye faithful souls, who Jesus know | C. Wesley | 179 |
| Ye humble souls that seek the Lord | Dr. Doddridge | 172 |
| Ye neighbours and friends, to Jesus draw near | C. Wesley | 284 |
| Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim | C. Wesley | 388 |
| Ye virgin souls, arise | C. Wesley | 201 |
| Yield to me now; for I am weak | C. Wesley | 450 |
| You, who dwell above the skies | G. Sandys | 81 |
| Young men and maidens, raise | C. Wesley | 32 |
