作品を含む出版物: Matins and Vespers with, 1823 Hymns, as a Sequel to the Matins, 1825 Memorial Volume of Sacred Poetry, published posthumously by his wife
参考資料: Findagrave、2018年1月8日現在。 Hatfield (Edwin F. Hatfield、『The Poets of the Church』、New York: Anson D. F. Randolph, 1884)、pp. 91-94 Harvey (Robert Harvey、『Best-Loved Hymn Stories』、Grand Rapids, Michigan: Zondervan Publishing House, 1963)、pp. 67-69 Hayden & Newton (Andrew J. Hayden & Robert F. Newton、『British Hymn Writers and Composers: A Check-List』、Croydon, England: The Hymn Society of Great Britain & Ireland, 1977) Julian (John Julian、『Dictionary of Hymnology, second edition』、London: J. Murray, 1907)、pp. 166, 1554, 1593, 1594 Nutter (Charles S. Nutter & Wilbur F. Tillett、『The Hymns and Hymn Writers of the Church』、New York: Methodist Book Concern, 1911)、p. 393 Rogers (Charles Rogers、『Lyra Britannica』、London: Longmans, Green & Company, 1867)、p. 84 Sankey (Ira David Sankey、『My Life and the Story of the Gospel Hymns』、New York: Harper & Brothers, 1906)、pp. 326-27 Stulken (Marilyn Kay Stulken、『Hymnal Companion to the Lutheran Book of Worship』、Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Fortress Press, 1981)、pp. 204-05 ウィキペディア、2018年11月11日現在。
作詞作品: All Embracing Mind That Planned, The All Have Joys That Throw Their Brightness Are We Not from God Descended? As Gentle Children Fondly Press As, When the Deluge Waves Were Gone Bee Hath Its Domestic Cell, The Blessed, Blessed Are the Dead Clay to Clay, and Dust to Dust Cloud, the Whirlwind, and the Wrath, The Come the Rich, and Come the Poor Come, Ye Blessed of My Father Days of Mortal Man, The Drop the Limpid Waters Now Earth's Transitory Things Decay Extinguished Now is the Lasst, Lone Star Father and Friend! Thy Light, Thy Love Father, Glorify Thy Name Father of Spirits, Humbly Bent Before Thee From All Evil, All Temptation From the Recesses of a Lowly Spirit Gather Up, O Earth, Thy Dead Gently the Shades of Night Descend Give unto the Lord, Ye Mighty! God Is Love! His Mercy Brightens He Builds His House upon the Sand He Lives! He Lives! He Was There Alone, When Even He Who Walks in Virtue's Way Heavenly Spheres to Thee, O God, The How Bright Are the Stars of the Dawn! How Dark, How Desolate How He Wept as He Approached the Place How Shall We Praise Thee, Lord of Light? How Sweetly Flowed the Gospel's Sound How Wide, How Wondrous Is the World! Hymn of Praise, the Breath of Prayer, The If All Our Hopes and All Our Fears If Listening, as I Listen Still In the Cross of Christ I Glory In the Dust I'm Doomed to Sleep In Thy Courts Let Peace Be Found Jesus Lives, and We in Him Labors of the Day Are Done, The Lead Us with Thy Gentle Way Let Those Who Doubt the Heavenly Source Let Thy Gracious Spirit Reach Us Long Had the Darkness of Ages Surrounded Lord! In Heaven, Thy Dwelling Place Lord! In the Unbeginning Years Lord, Where Thy Radiant Beams Are Shed Man Is Not Left Untold, Untaught Mighty Is the Power That Gives Mysterious Are the Ways of God Not with Terror Do We Meet O Let My Trembling Soul Be Still O Sweet It Is to Feel and Know Offerings to Thy Throne Which Rise, The Oft When the Gathering Clouds of Woe Oh, How Wise That God Hath Hidden Oh, Let My Trembling Soul Be Still Oh, Sweet and Sacred Is the Rest Oh! Sweet It Is to Know, to Feel Oh, What a Cloud of Anxious Thought Oh, What a Struggle Wakes Within On Light Beams Breaking from Above On! On! Our Moments Hurry By On the Dust I'm Doomed to Sleep Our Times Are in Thy Hand Rejoice, Rejoice, This Glorious Earth Round Us, o'er Us, Is There Aught Scattered o'er Various Fields by Heaven Some Spot There Is, Some Cherished Spot Stillness Reigns Sweet Are the Joys of Home Ten Thousand Blessings Are My Lot There Is No Spot, or High or Low There's No Retreat from Sin They Are Not Gone, Whom Death's Dark Shroud Though the Stream of Being Floweth Thousand, Thousand Changing Things, A Thy Will Be Done, in Devious Way Thy Word Is Truth 'Tis Not the Gift, but 'Tis the Spirit To Each, to All, by Love Divine Unnumbered Systems, Suns and Worlds Upon the Gospel's Sacred Page Wake, Slumberer, Wake! Watchman, Tell Us of the Night When Before Thy Throne We Kneel When Pure Devotion Lifts the Soul When, Wakened by Thy Voice of Power Where Is Thy Sting, O Death? Who Hath o'er the Ocean Been Who Shall Roll Away the Stone? With Heavy Heart the Savior Turned
