|F. W. P. Greenwood
|Carter, Hendee & Babcock, Boston, 1831
|American Unitarian Association
|Doxologies and Anthems are numbered separately. Page scan is missing a couple pages.
|Lord of the Sea!-- thy potent sway
|O'er the realms of pagan darkness
|From Greenland's icy mountains
|Daughter of Zion, from the dust
|Father of lights, thy needful aid
|Oh God that madest the earth and sky
|Should famine o'er the mourning field
|When sickness shakes the languid frame
|When I with curious eyes survey
|Oh! what is man, great Maker of mankind!
|When in the vale of lengthened years
|How blest is he whose tranquil mind
|As the sun's enlivening eye
|Thy presence, everlasting God!
|As the sweet flower that scents the morn
|How bright these glorious spirits shine!
|According to Thy gracious word
|Jesus is gone above the skies
|O God, accept the sacred hour
|O here, if ever, God of love!
|'T was on that dark, that doleful night
|Ye followers of the Prince of Peace
|From the table now retiring
|This child we dedicate to thee
|See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand
|Attend, ye children of your God
|Here to the High and Holy One
|This stone to thee in faith we lay
|And will the great eternal God
|Lord of hosts, to thee we raise
|O bow thine ear, Eternal One!
|The perfect world by Adam trod
|Our God, where'er thy people meet
|O God, whose presence glows in all
|O thou, who art above all height!
|Let Zion's watchmen all awake
|O how can they look up to heaven
|Come, let us anew our journey pursue
|God of the changing year, whose arm of power
|Eternal Source of every joy!
|Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds
|My helper, God! I bless his name
|My few revolving years
|See! another year is gone!
|While, with ceaseless course, the sun
|Great God! we sing that mighty hand
|And now, my soul, another year
|See the leaves around us falling
|Fountain of mercy, God of love!
|I will extol thee, Lord, on high
|How rich thy gifts, almighty King!
|Great Ruler of the earth and skies
|O Lord, our fathers oft have told
|While sounds of war are heard around
|In pleasant lands have fallen the lines
|Great Framer of unnumbered worlds
|Safely through another week
|Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime
|Servant of God, well done!
|Clay to clay, and dust to dust!
|To thee, whose temple is all space
|Be thou, O God, exalted high
|To God the only wise
|Now to the King of heaven
|All who vital breath enjoy
|Burst into praise, my soul! all nature join!
|The Lord is in his holy temple
|Salvation belongeth unto the Lord
|Lord all power and might
|Teach me, O Lord, the way of thy statutes
|Grant, we beseech thee, merciful Lord
|Father of mercies! when the day is dawning
|Behold the beauteous western light
|O azure vaults! O crystal sky!
|Save me from my foes
|Angels ever bright and fair
|Father of all! in every age
|Go forth to the mount, bring the olive branch home
|Hear, O my people! to my law
|'T is enough--the hour is come
|Watchman! tell us of the night
|No war or battle's sound
|Fallen is thy throne, O Israel
|Vital spark of heavenly flame
|Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb!
|Brother, thou art gone before us
|Hark! a voice divides the sky
|Stand the omnipotent decree
|That day of wrath, that dreadful day
|Were all our hopes and all our fears
|Oh! source of uncreated light!
|'Sit thou on my right hand, my Son!' saith the Lord
|Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us