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William H. Doane

Doane, W. H. (William Howard), born in Preston, Connecticut, 1831, and educated for the musical profession by eminent American and German masters. He has had for years the superintendence of a large Baptist Sunday School in Cincinnati, Ohio, where he resides. Although not a hymnwriter, the wonderful success which has attended his musical setting of numerous American hymns, and the number of his musical editions of hymnbooks for Sunday Schools and evangelistic purposes, bring him within the sphere of hymnological literature. Amongst his collections we have :—

(1) Silver Spray, 1868; (2) Pure Gold, 1877; (3) Royal Diadem, 1873; (4) Welcome Tidings, 1877; (5) Brightest and Best, 1875; (6) Fountain of Song; (7) Songs of Devotion, 1870; (8) Temple Anthems, &c.

His most popular melodies include " Near the Cross," "Safe in the Arms of Jesus," " Pass me Not," " More Love to Thee," " Rescue the Perishing," "Tell me the Old, Old Story," &c.

- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)


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At the mercy seat now again we meetWilliam H. Doane
Bring in the tithes (2)William H. Doane
Happy day, O how bright (2)William H. Doane
Hark, there comes a whisperWilliam H. Doane
He came not with his heavenly crown (4)William H. Doane
I come, for my heart is broken (2)William H. Doane
Jesus, thou art calling me (3)William H. Doane
Jesus, thou Lamb of God, Save, save thou me (2)William H. Doane
Let us pray for a blessingWilliam H. Doane
Look unto me ye weary onesWilliam H. Doane
Lord, we thank thee for thy mercyWilliam H. Doane
No one knows but Jesus (6)William H. Doane
O holy holy city fairWilliam H. Doane
O revive us, blessed William H. Doane
O sm'ktande hj'rta (2)William H. Doane
O where shall I go such a friend to findWilliam H. Doane
Only Jesus is my refugeWilliam H. Doane
Our Father, consecrate (2)William H. Doane
Poor child, thou art weary (3)William H. Doane
Rise and trim thy lampWilliam H. Doane
The precious nameWilliam H. Doane
'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend (2)William H. Doane
We'll give our hearts to JesusWilliam H. Doane
When little Samuel heard (3)William H. Doane
Who is ready, who is willing (5)William H. Doane
Yet there is roomWilliam H. Doane