|Short Name:||Ira B. Wilson|
|Full Name:||Wilson, Ira B., 1880-1950|
Ira Bishop Wilson, 1880-1950
Born: September 6, 1880, Bedford, Iowa.
Died: April 3, 1950, Los Angeles, California.
Buried: Forest Lawn Memorial Park, Glendale, California.
Pseudonym: Fred B. Holton.
Wilson’s sister taught him to play the violin and organ while still at home. Around 1902, Ira began studies at the Moody Bible Institute in Chicago, Illinois. In 1905, he went to work for the Lorenz Publishing Company in Dayton, Ohio. His compositions appeared in The Choir Leader and The Choir Herald; he also served as editor in chief of The Volunteer Choir.
His works include:
The King’s Message, with Edmund Lorenz (New York: Lorenz Publishing Company, 1910)
The Beginners’ Choir, with Edmund Lorenz (Dayton, Ohio: Lorenz Publishing Company, 1911)
Praise Ye, a Collection of Sacred Songs, with Edmund Lorenz (New York: Lorenz Publishing Company, 1913)
His Worthy Praise, with Edmund Lorenz (Dayton, Ohio: Lorenz Publishing Company, 1915)
Hall, pp. 413-5
Go Forward to Conquer
Make Me a Blessing © 1924
My Savior’s Voice
This Wonderful Christ Is Mine
Across the Templed Hills
Angels’ Chorus, The
Christ Is Born
Christ the Lord Is Born
Exalt the King
God Is Goodness, God Is Love
God Is So Good
He Arose Today
His Love Is Always True
Jesus Wants Us to Help
Joy to the World
Loving Jesus Christ
May God Depend on You?
Night of Nights
O Star of Matchless Splendor
On Calvary’s Cross One Day
Out in the Highways and Byways of Life
Ring, Sweet Bells
Song of the Morning, The
Stars of December
Walking with Jesus
Was There Ever a Friend So True?
We Come Today
What Do the Flowers Say?
Who Will Our Pilot Be?
|Texts by Ira B. Wilson (23)||As||Instances|
|Are you standing by the cross||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||2|
|Fade, fade, each earthly joy||I. B. W. (Author (Chorus))||1|
|Go forward to conquer||I. B. W. (Author)||2|
|He sought and found me lost in sin||I. B. W. (Author)||2|
|Hear and heed the call of Christ today||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||4|
|Hear the voice of God as he calls today||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||3|
|I am on my way to heaven To my home above||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||2|
|I have peace within my heart||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||4|
|It is enough! my blessed Lord||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||2|
|List to the voice of the Savior||I. B. W. (Author)||2|
|Listen, listen, listen, listen, Nature's songs of joy are sounding||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||2|
|Muchos que viven en tu derredor||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||3|
|Often times the way I tread is dark and lonely||I. B. W. (Author)||2|
|Out in the highways and by ways of life||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||71|
|The field is great, the grain is white||I. B. W. (Author (vs. 3))||1|
|The King to the city's gate draws near||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||2|
|Though burdens may bend me||I. B. W. (Author)||4|
|We are marching forward at the Lord's comman||I. B. W. (Author)||2|
|While the master now invites you||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||3|
|Why does my heart in rapture sing||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||2|
|Wildly the tempest rages||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||3|
|With our banners waving, at the front we'll firmly stand||I. B. W. (Author)||2|
|Would you have your life with joy and peace abound||Ira B. Wilson (Author)||2|