CHAPTER VI.

THE GODS OF THE HINDOOS.

My dear Children--The word heathen is applied to those who worship

idols, or who do not know any thing about the true God. This is the case

with this people. They say that there is one supreme being, whom they

call BRAHM; but he is very different from Jehovah, and is never

worshipped. Generally, he is fast asleep. In the place of Brahm, they

worship many gods--gods of all colors: some black, some white, some

blue, some red--gods of all shapes and sizes: some in the shape of

beasts, some in the shape of men; some partly in the shape of beasts,

and partly in the shape of men, having four, or ten, or a hundred, or a

thousand eyes, heads, and hands. They ride through the air on elephants,

buffaloes, lions, sheep, deer, goats, peacocks, vultures, geese,

serpents, and rats. They hold in their hands all kinds of weapons,

offensive and defensive, thunderbolts javelins, spears, clubs, bows,

arrows, shields, flags, and shells. They are of all employments. There

are gods of the heavens above and of the earth below, gods of wisdom and

of folly, gods of war and of peace, gods of good and of evil, gods of

pleasure, gods of cruelty and wrath, whose thirst must be satiated with

torrents of blood. These gods fight and quarrel with one another. They

lie, steal, commit adultery, murder, and other crimes. They pour out

their curses when they cannot succeed in their wicked plots, and invent

all kinds of lying tales to hide their wickedness.

There are three principal gods, who compose what is called the Hindoo

triad. Their names are Brumha, Vrishnoo, and Siva. They were somehow

drawn from Brahm's essence, on one occasion when he was awake. Brumha,

they say, is the creator of the world, Vrishnoo the preserver, and Siva

the destroyer. Brumha has no temple erected for his worship, on account

of a great falsehood which he told. I will tell you what it was. Once,

as it is said, there was a dispute between him and Vrishnoo, as to who

is the greatest. While thus disputing, Siva appeared between the two as

a fire-post and told them that he who would find the bottom or the top

of the post first, would show that he is the greatest. Vrishnoo

immediately changed himself into a hog, and began to root up the earth

with the hope of finding the bottom of the post. Brumha changed himself

into a swan, flew up towards the top of the post, and cried out, I have

found it, when he had not. This, you know, my dear children, was a

falsehood. For this falsehood, it is said, no temple is erected for his

worship.

Vrishnoo was a thief and a liar. He was once dwelling in the house of a

dairyman, and he used constantly to be stealing butter and curdled milk

from the dairyman's wife. She did not know, for a long time, what became

of her butter and curdled milk; but at last she found out that Vrishnoo

was the thief. To punish him for his theft, she tied him to a rice

mortar.

Siva's conduct was very bad. I will tell you but one thing about him. On

one occasion he was playing at cards with his wife Parvathe. Vrishnoo

was appointed to determine who was the best player. After playing for a

little season Parvathe won the game. Siva then beckoned to Vrishnoo to

declare that he, instead of Parvathe, had won it. This he did. In

consequence of this falsehood, he was cursed by Parvathe, and changed

into a snake.

And now, my dear children, why do I tell you about these gods? I tell

you for the purpose of making you thankful that you were born in a

Christian land, where you have the Bible to teach you better things. Had

you not the Bible, you would worship just such wretched beings as these

poor Hindoos worship. Perhaps you know that our Saxon fathers, before

they had the Bible, were as great idolaters as are this people. They

worshipped Thor and Woden and other similar idols, and they were even in

the habit of offering up human sacrifices Surely, if there is any thing

which should make you give your hearts to your Saviour and love him

above all things, it is God's gift of the Bible to you.

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