To the Deists.
Rahab is an Eternal State
The Spiritual States of the Soul are all Eternal
Distinguish between the Man, & his present State
He never can be a Friend to the Human Race who is the Preacher of
Natural Morality or Natural Religion. he is a flatterer who means to betray,
to perpetuate Tyrant Pride & the Laws of that Babylon which
he forsees shall shortly be destroyed, with the Spiritual and not the Natural
Sword: He is in the State named Rahab: which State must be put
off before he can be the Friend of Man.
You O Deists profess yourselves the Enemies of Christianity: and you
are so: you are also the Enemies of the Human Race & of Universal
Nature. Man is born a Spectre or Satan & is altogether an Evil, & requires
a New Selfhood continually & must continually be changed into
his direct Contrary. But your Greek Philosophy (which is a remnant of
Druidism) teaches that Man is Righteous in his Vegetated Spectre: an
Opinion of fatal & accursed consequence to Man, as the Ancients saw
plainly by Revelation to the intire abrogation of Experimental Theory.
and many believed what they saw, and Prophecied of Jesus.
Man must & will have Some Religion; if he has not the Religion of
Jesus, he will have the Religion of Satan, & will erect the Synagogue of
Satan. calling the Prince of this World, God; and destroying all who do
not worship Satan under the Name of God. Will any one say: Where
are those who worship Satan under the Name of God! Where are they?
Listen! Every Religion that Preaches Vengeance for Sin is the Religion
of the Enemy & Avenger; and not of the Forgiver of Sin, and their God
is Satan, Named by the Divine Name. Your Religion O Deists: Deism,
is the Worship of the God of this World by the means of what you call
Natural Religion and Natural Philosophy, and of Natural Morality or
Self-Righteousness, the Selfish Virtues of the Natural Heart. This was
the Religion of the Pharisees who murderd Jesus. Deism is the same &
ends in the same.
Voltaire Rousseau Gibbon Hume. charge the Spiritually Religious
with Hypocrisy! but how a Monk or a Methodist either, can be a Hypocrite:
I cannot concieve. We are Men of like passions with others &
pretend not to be holier than others: therefore, when a Religious Man
falls into Sin, he ought not to be calld a Hypocrite: this title is more
properly to be given to a Player who falls into Sin; whose profession is
Virtue & Morality & the making Men Self-Righteous. Foote in calling
Whitefield, Hypocrite: was himself one: for Whitefield pretended not
to be holier than others: but confessed his Sins before all the World;
Voltaire! Rousseau! You cannot escape my charge that you are Pharisees
& Hypocrites, for you are constantly talking of the Virtues of the
Human Heart, and particularly of your own, that you may accuse others
& especially the Religious, whose errors, you by this display of pretended
Virtue, chiefly design to expose. Rousseau thought Men Good
by Nature; he found them Evil & found no friend. Friendship cannot
exist without Forgiveness of Sins continually. The Book written by
Rousseau calld his Confessions is an apology & cloke for his sin & not
a confession.
But you also charge the poor Monks & Religious with being the
causes of War: while you acquit & flatter the Alexanders & Caesars, the
Lewis's & Fredericks: who alone are its causes & its actors. But the Religion
of Jesus, Forgiveness of Sin, can never be the cause of a War nor
of a single Martyrdom.
Those who Martyr others or who cause War are Deists, but never can
be Forgivers of Sin. The Glory of Christianity is, To Conquer by Forgiveness.
All the Destruction therefore, in Christian Europe has arisen
from Deism, which is Natural Religion.
I saw a Monk of Charlemaine
Arise before my sight
I talkd with the Grey Monk as we stood
In beams of infernal light
Gibbon arose with a lash of steel
And Voltaire with a wracking wheel
The Schools in clouds of learning rolld
Arose with War in iron & gold.
Thou lazy Monk they sound afar
In vain condemning glorious War
And in your Cell you shall ever dwell
Rise War & bind him in his Cell.
The blood. red ran from the Grey Monks side
His hands & feet were wounded wide
His body bent, his arms & knees
Like to the roots of ancient trees
When Satan first the black bow bent
And the Moral Law from the Gospel rent
He forgd the Law into a Sword
And spilld the blood of mercys Lord.
Titus! Constantine! Charlemaine!
O Voltaire! Rousseau! Gibbon! Vain
Your Grecian Mocks & Roman Sword
Against this image of his Lord!
For a Tear is an Intellectual thing;
And a Sigh is the Sword of an Angel King
And the bitter groan of a Martyrs woe
Is an Arrow from the Almighties Bow!
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