A Selection of Psalms and Hymns for the Use of the Diocese of Nova Scotia. 3rd ed.

#	Text	Tune
d301	Stay, thou oft grieved Spirit, stay
d302	Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear
d303	Sure refuge of my weary soul
d304	Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d305	Sweet the moments, rich in blessing
d306	That man is blest who stands in awe
d307	The blessed Savior passed
d308	The God whom earth and heaven adore
d309	The God whom heaven's triumphant host
d310	The happy morn is come, Triumphant o'er the grave
d311	The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star
d312	The Lord himself, the mighty Lord
d313	The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care
d314	The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake
d315	The Lord, the only God, is great
d316	The pastor's voice we loved to hear
d317	The saints of earth and those above
d318	The spacious firmament on high
d319	The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven
d320	Thee I'll extol, my God and King
d321	Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly
d322	There is a book who runs [that all] may read
d323	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d324	This day be grateful homage paid
d325	This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls
d326	This stone to Thee in faith we lay
d327	Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d328	Thou art the Way, to thee alone
d329	Thou boundless source of every good
d330	Thou God of power and [thou] God of love
d331	Thou Lord, by strictest search hast known
d332	Thou, O my God, art my Defence
d333	Thou turnest man, O Lord to dust
d334	Though oft we hear the joyful sound
d335	Though wicked men grow rich or [and] great
d336	Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d337	Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us
d338	Thy chastening wrath, O Lord, restrain
d339	Thy goodness does the circling year
d340	Thy gracious favor, Lord, display
d341	Thy mercies and thy love
d342	Thy mercies, Lord, shall be my song
d343	Time by moments steals away
d344	'Tis my happiness below
d345	To bless thy chosen race, in mercy, Lord, incline
d346	To celebrate thy praise, O Lord, I will my heart prepare
d347	To God I cried, who to my help
d348	To God the Father yield immortal praise and love
d349	To God, the mighty Lord, your joyful thanks repeat
d350	To God your grateful voices raise
d351	To him that [who] loved the souls [sons] of men
d352	To my complaint, O Lord my God
d353	To my request and earnest cry attend
d354	To Zion's hill I lift my [mine] eyes
d355	Tomorrow, Lord, is thine
d356	'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day]
d357	We bid thee welcome in the name of Jesus, our exalted
d358	Welcome, sweet day of rest
d359	We've no abiding city here
d360	What various hindrances we meet
d361	When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord]
d362	When gathering clouds [storms] around I view
d363	When I can read my title clear
d364	When I pour out my soul in prayer
d365	When I survey the wondrous cross
d366	When the heart is sad within
d367	When the world my heart is rending
d368	When we pass through yonder river
d369	Where high the heavenly temple stands The house
d370	While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night
d371	While thee I [we] seek, protecting power
d372	While through this changing world we [I] roam
d373	Who are these [those] arrayed in white
d374	Who place on Zion's God their trust
d375	Whom have we, Lord, in heaven but thee
d376	Whom should I fear, since God to me
d377	Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d378	Why those fears, behold, 'tis Jesus
d379	With cheerful notes let all the earth
d380	With favor, Lord, look down on me
d381	With glory clad, with strength arrayed
d382	With joy we meditate the [thy] grace
d383	With my whole heart, my God and king
d384	With one consent let all the earth
d385	With restless and ungoverned rage
d386	Witness, ye men and angels, now
d387	Ye boundless realms of joy
d388	Ye saints and servants of the Lord
d389	Ye servants of the living God Let praise
d390	Ye worshippers of Jacob's God
d391	Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints