1 Since in the LORD my Hope secureis plac'd,
Who is to me a Refuge ever nigh:
Why say ye to my Soul, "Away, make haste!
"And like a Bird to distant Mountains fly?"
Behold, the Wicked hath his Bow prepar'd,
And lurking doth in secret Places lie,
That so th' upright in Heart may be enshar'd.
2 When once the firm Assurance fail,
Which publick Faith should to the Just impart;
'Tis Time for Innocence, which can't avail,
To fly in Haste from such deceitful Art;
But GOD his Seat of Judgment will erect;
He hates the wicked Man, and knows his Heart,
And will his secret crafty Wiles detect.
3 If GOD, the Just, in whom his Soul is pleas'd,
With heavy Trials often doth correct;
How shall his waken'd Vengeance be appeas'd?
What must the Sinful from his Wrath expect?
With Fire and Brimstone shall they be distress'd,
And dreadful Storms shall punish their Neglect,
While righteous Men are with his Favour bless'd.
Francis Hopkinson; grad. College of Philadelphia with master’s degree; studied law and passed Pa. bar; opened conveyancer’s office in Philadelphia; musical and literary talent; prolific writer who frequently used pen name, A. B.
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Display Title: Since in the LORD my Hope secure is plac'dFirst Line: Since in the LORD my Hope secure is plac'dTune Title: [Since in the Lord my Hope secure is plac'd]Scripture: Psalm 11Date: 1767Subject: Description of | Confidence of Believers in Dangers; Prophecies | Predictions of God's Judgment upon the Ungodly and Wicked