WWDB, 860 AM, is a daytime-only radio station based in Bala Cynwyd, Pennsylvania (in the Delaware Valley region near the city of Philadelphia) that broadcasts brokered programming and the satellite feed of ESPN Deportes Radio. It transmits from a tower site in nearby Eagleville, while studios and offices are located in the "555 Building" in Bala Cynwyd, Pennsylvania.
The station was founded on December 6, 1926 as WFKD, and became WTEL in 1930. It began operating on the 860 frequency in the late 1950s; before that, it had shared time on 1340 with WHAT. WTEL was best known as a foreign-language broadcaster. In October 1998 the call letters were changed to WWDB, and the station began operating with a talk format as a companion station to WWDB-FM; some of the FM station's older personalities were moved to the AM station in an attempt to increase the FM's appeal in younger demographics without alienating older listeners. The strategy was not successful, and by February 2000 the WTEL call sign had returned and the station was programming gospel music. The gospel format lasted only until November 2000, when the call letters were changed back to WWDB and a business talk format was launched. Business talk, sometimes augmented with general-interest talk from syndicated personalities such as Don Imus and Mancow Muller, would be the station's format until the end of the broadcast day on August 1, 2010. ESPN Deportes Radio took over the schedule on the next day.
There's war in the heavens
Rebellion on high
the son of the morning
Descends from a black sky
Severed and broken
His wings burned to dust
His coverings of diamonds and gold
In a moment in time dissolve to rust
Thunder and lightning
Shatter the night
The dragon of darkness
Appears cursed by the keeper of the light
The dark is chosen
The scroll has been sealed
Hidden in verses of prophets
His face is revealed
Songs of glory
Shout across the land
I can take you there
Child of mine, take my hand
Down through the ages
The story's been told
The daughter of wisdom
Beguiled by the serpent of old
Born into sin in a valley of thorns
Torn from enchantment and
Tossed into the eye of the storm
Heaven's garden
Made by God for man
This is paradise
Child of mine, take my hand
Glory to glory
Sin after sin
The rider of death
Pushes on to the place where
The battle must begin
Songs of glory
Shout across the land
This is paradise
Won't you take my hand
Heaven's garden
Made by God for man
This is paradise
Child of mine, take my hand
Oh, take my hand