![]() ![]() To make way for these, free enquiry must be indulged and how can we wish others to indulge it while we refuse it ourselves. Reason and persuasion are the only practicable instruments. But against such a majority we cannot effect this by force. That if there be but one right, and ours that one, we should wish to see the 999 wandering sects gathered into the fold of truth. That these profess probably a thousand different systems of religion. Let us reflect that it is inhabited by a thousand millions of people. To support roguery and error all over the earth. What has been the effect of coercion? To make one half the world fools, and the other half hypocrites. Is uniformity attainable? Millions of innocent men, women, and children, since the introduction of Christianity, have been burnt, tortured, fined, imprisoned yet we have not advanced one inch towards uniformity. The several sects perform the office of a Censor morum over each other. “Difference of opinion is advantageous in religion. Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass Here we have religion and robbery the allies of each other-devils dressed in angels’ robes, and hell presenting the semblance of paradise.” The dealer gives his blood-stained gold to support the pulpit, and the pulpit, in return, covers his infernal business with the garb of Christianity. If you know the Pinocchio story, this song will appeal to you the lines are deep and sad because we see how telling one lie can lead to many more meaningless lies. The dealers in the bodies of men erect their stand in the presence of the pulpit, and they mutually help each other. Don’t Lie is one of Black Eyed Peas successful singles, and it is one of those enlightening songs about deceit. The clanking of fetters and the rattling of chains in the prison, and the pious psalm and solemn prayer in the church, may be heard at the same time. ![]() The slave prison and the church stand near each other. Revivals of religion and revivals in the slave-trade go hand in hand together. The slave auctioneer’s bell and the church-going bell chime in with each other, and the bitter cries of the heart-broken slave are drowned in the religious shouts of his pious master. The man who wields the blood-clotted cowskin during the week fills the pulpit on Sunday, and claims to be a minister of the meek and lowly Jesus. We have men-stealers for ministers, women-whippers for missionaries, and cradle-plunderers for church members. Never was there a clearer case of 'stealing the livery of the court of heaven to serve the devil in.' I am filled with unutterable loathing when I contemplate the religious pomp and show, together with the horrible inconsistencies, which every where surround me. I look upon it as the climax of all misnomers, the boldest of all frauds, and the grossest of all libels. “I therefore hate the corrupt, slaveholding, women-whipping, cradle-plundering, partial and hypocritical Christianity of the land. ![]()
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