William B. Tappan

William B. Tappan
Short Name: William B. Tappan
Full Name: Tappan, William B. (William Bingham), 1794-1849
Birth Year: 1794
Death Year: 1849

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Tappan, William Bingham, was born at Beverley, Massachusetts, Oct. 29, 1794, and was apprenticed to a clockmaker at Boston in 1810. In 1815 he removed to Philadelphia, where he was engaged in business for a time. In 1822 he was engaged as Superintendent of the American Sunday School Union. In 1840 he was licensed to preach with the Congregational body, his sphere of usefulness on behalf of Sunday Schools being thereby considerably widened. He died suddenly, of cholera, at West Needham, Massachusetts, June 18,1849. His poetical works include:— (1) New England and Other Poems, 1819; (2) Poems, 1822; (3) Lyrics, 1822; (4) Poetry of the Heart, 1845; (5) Sacred and Miscellaneous Poems, 1848; (6) Poetry of Life, 1848; (7) The Sunday School and Other Poems, 1848; (8) Late and Early Poems, 1849; (9) Sacred Poems, 1849; (10) Gems of Sacred Poetry, 1860.

Of these works the earliest are the most-important. His hymns in common use include the following:—
1. Holy be this as was the place. Public Worship. Included in his Lyrics, 1822; and given in Lyra Sacra Americana, 1868.
2. The ransomed spirit to her home. Love. Appeared in Nettleton's Village Hymns, 1824. This is probably his best hymn.
3. There is an hour of hallowed peace. Heaven, a Place of Rest. Given in his New England and Other Poems, 1819.
4. There is an hour of peaceful rest. Heaven a Place of Rest. The author's account of this hymn in his Gems of Sacred Poetry, 1860, is that it "was written by me, in Philadelphia, in the summer of 1818, for the Franklin Gazette, edited by Richard Bache, Esq., and was introduced by him to the public in terms sufficiently flattering to a young man who then certainly lacked confidence in himself. The piece was republished in England and on the Continent, in various newspapers and magazines, and was also extensively circulated in my own native land, where it has found a place in several hymn and music-books. It was published in my first volume of Poems, at Philadelphia, in 1819, and soon after was set to music by A. P. Heinrich, Esq., in the same city." It is in Lyra Sacra Americana, 1868, p. 265.
5. 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow. Gethsemane. Appeared in his Poems, 1822, and repeated in Lyra Sacra Americana, 1868, and several hymnals.
6. Wake, isles of the south, your redemption is near. Missions. Appeared in the Lyrics, 1822. It was sung at the wharf in New Haven at the embarkation of Missionaries for the Sandwich Islands, 1822.
7. When sorrow casts its shades around us. Resignation. From his New England and Other Poems, 1819. It is in Lyra Sacra Americana, 1868.
8. While the solemn note of time. Saturday Evening. Published in his Poems, 1822; repeated in Lyra Sacra Americana, 1868, and thence into Thring's Collection, 1882. [Rev F. M. Bird, M.A.]

--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)


Texts by William B. Tappan (37)sort descendingAsAuthority LanguagesInstances
Ah say no more there's nought but heavenWilliam B. Tappan (Author)2
Benighted on the troublous mainWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)4
Es medianoche, y el fulgorWilliam Tappan (Author)Spanish4
Es noche en los Olivos yaWilliam B. Tappan (Author)Spanish2
Finsternis herrscht auf Judas FlurWilliam B. Tappan (Author)German1
Gathered by the hand of kindnessWilliam B. Tappan (Author)2
God, our God, his power revealingWilliam B. Tappan (Author)2
Hark from yon wilds is heard the strainTappan (Author)4
Hark, 'tis the prophet of the skiesTappan (Author)15
He tempts once more the smiling deepWilliam B. Tappan (Author)2
Holy be this as was the placeWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)8
Hurrah, hurrah, we've burst the chainWm. B. Tappan (Author)1
Lift up our country's banner highWilliam B. Tappan (Author)English2
Nacht ist's, ein einz'ger heller SternWilliam B. Tappan (Author)German5
Rabii diay caolivoanWilliam B. Tappan (Author)Tagalog2
Shall the bone and muscleW. B. Tappan (Author)1
Spirit, arise, 'tis blest to goWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)2
Spirit of missions, spark of genuine flameWilliam B. Tappan (Author)2
Star of the east, the tempest tost [tossed]William B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)3
Teacher, at the feet of loveWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)3
The angel ranks that gird the throneWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)3
The ransomed spirit to her homeWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)English21
There is a harp whose thrilling soundWilliam B. Tappan (Author)English1
There is an hour of hallowed peaceTappan (Author)English101
There is an hour of peaceful restWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)English404
'Tis midnight; and on Olive's browWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)English559
'Tis ours to sojourn in a wasteTappan (Author)4
Union prevails in heaven from himWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)2
Wake, states of the southW. B. Tappan (Author)1
Wake, isles of the south! your redemption is nearWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)English24
We wander in a thorny mazeTappan (Author)7
Welcome the hour of interceding prayerWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)2
We've heard that round the wine cup's brimW. B. T. (Author)1
When sorrow casts its shade around usWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)3
While on the distant Hindoo [Hindu] shoreWilliam B. Tappan (Author)1
While the solemn note of timeWilliam B. Tappan, 1794-1849 (Author)2
Who are the brave, if they were notW. B. Tappan (Author)1

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