John Henry Hopkins - Works

Works

Hopkins was a prolific writer. His major works include:

  • Christianity Vindicated (1833)
  • The Primitive Creed Examined and Explained (1834)
  • The Novelties which Disturb our Peace (1844)
  • History of the Confessional (1850)
  • The American Citizen: His Rights and Duties (1857)
  • A Scriptural, Ecclesiastical, and Historical View of Slavery (1861)

Hopkins was also a fine painter and left several family portraits and a book of prints filled with his botanical observations of flowers and other plant life. Three of his botanical lithographs are on display at the Passavant House Museum in Zelienople, Pennsylvania. His architectural legacy has been mostly erased, unfortunately, as his beautiful gothic St. Paul's Cathedral in Burlington, Vermont was destroyed by fire in 1972. However, one of his first Gothic designs still stands today. The church is St. Paul Lutheran in Zelienople, PA. It was built in 1826. The family of Hopkin's wife were members of St. Pauls. Many plates of his designs for the cathedral and other studies made of Gothic architecture also survive.Many are in the University of Vermont Historical Archives.

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