CHAPTER XVII.

THE REVENGEFUL NATURE OF THE HINDOO RELIGION.

My dear Children--The sacred books of the Hindoos encourage revenge. In

the Vedas, which are the most sacred books, are laid down forms of

religious service, or acts of worship, which are designed to injure or

destroy their enemies. When a person wishes to have his enemy

destroyed, he goes to a Brahmin or priest, and secures his supposed aid.

The Brahmin, before he proceeds to his work, clothes himself with a

black garment. He also makes four images of the foe, and clothes these

with black garments. He then kindles a sacrificial fire, and after the

performance of various ceremonies, he takes pieces of some animal which

has been consecrated for the purpose, and throws them into this fire. On

every occasion when he makes this burnt-offering, he touches the mouth

of the image of this enemy, uttering one or other of the forms of prayer

which are written in the sacred books. Of these, the following are a

few: "O Agni," god of fire, "thou who art the mouth of all gods, do

thou destroy the wisdom of my enemy." "O Agni, fill with distraction the

mind of this my enemy." "O Agni, destroy the senses of this my enemy."

"O Agni, make dumb the mouth of this my enemy." "O Agni, fasten with a

peg the tongue of this my enemy." "O Agni, reduce to ashes this my

enemy."

How different, my dear children, is the religion of Jesus from the

religion of which I have been giving you a description. No precepts

teach us that we may injure or destroy our enemies. On the contrary,

they teach us to love them, and do them good. Let me repeat to you some

of the words which our Saviour spoke on this point. "Ye have heard that

it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbor, and hate thine enemy;

but I say unto you, love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do

good to them that hate you, and pray for them that despitefully use you

and persecute you, that ye may be the children of your Father which is

in heaven; for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good,

and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust."

One of the young Hindoos in Dr. Duff's school in Calcutta, when reading

the above and similar passages, was so struck with the difference

between these precepts and the precepts of his Shasters, that he could

not but exclaim "O, how beautiful, how divine. Surely this is the

truth--this is the truth--this is the truth." The consequence was, that

he never could rest until he had thrown aside his sacred books and his

idols, and embraced that Saviour whose precepts appeared to him to be so

beautiful. And was this heathen so struck with the beauty of the

precepts of the Bible--so struck, that he had no peace until he gave

himself to his Saviour? And have you ever, my dear children, been struck

with the precepts of your Saviour--so struck with them, that you could

never rest until you had given up your hearts to him? If not, how great

is the contrast between you and that young Hindoo. He gave his heart to

the Saviour. You withhold yours. He, through grace, will dwell for ever

with Christ in heaven. You, if you continue in your present awful

condition, must be banished from his presence, and cast into hell, where

you shall be tormented day and night for ever, with the devil and his

angels. Flee, my dear children, flee to the Saviour now, if you have

never yet done so. Flee to him, and then you also shall dwell for ever

with him.

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