Nathan Birnbaum - Works

Works

  • Selbstemanzipation! Periodical. Vienna, 1885-1894. (ed., numerous articles). See above in text.
  • Die jüdische Moderne; (Schulze) Leipzig, 1896,
  • Ausgewählte Schriften zur jüdischen Frage, 2 Bände, 1910.
  • Den Ostjuden Ihr Recht!; (Löwit) Vienna, 1915,
  • Gottes Volk; (Löwit) Vienna, 1918,
  • Um die Ewigkeit. Jüdische Essays; (Welt) Berlin, 1920,
  • Im Dienste der Verheissung, Frankfurt 1927.
  • Der Aufstieg (periodical); Berlin and Vienna, Jan. 1930 - Dec. 1932.
  • Solomon A. Birnbaum (ed): The Bridge, London, 1956.
  • Confession, New York, 1946. Translation (abridged) of Gottes Volk.
  • From Freethinker to Believer in: Lucy Dawidowicz: The Golden Tradition, New York, 1967. Translation of Vom Freigeist zum Glaubigen, Zürich, 1919.
  • Shloimy Birnboim (ed) Ais Laasys - Giklibene Ksuvim fun Nusn Birnboim, Lodz, 1939. (Yiddish). Selected essays.
  • Die Freistatt (periodical). Eschweiler, 1913-1914. Numerous articles.
  • An'iberblik iber maan lebn in: Orlean, Y.L. and Hasofer, N. (eds):Yubileyum Bukh zum zektsiktn Giburtstug fun Dr. Nusn Birnboim. Yeshurun, Warsaw, 1925. Yiddish.

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