Christian saints -- India -- Romances; Gautama Buddha -- Legends -- Adaptations; Princes -- India -- Romances
Ioasaph said unto him, "If thou hadst for a long time considered, most
wise Sir, how thou mightest best declare to me the explanation of the
questions that I propounded, methinks thou couldest not have done it
better than by uttering such words as thou hast now spoken unto me.
Thou hast taught me that God is the Maker and preserver of all things;
and in unanswerable language thou hast shown me that the glory of his
majesty is incomprehensible to human reasonings, and that no man is
able to attain thereto, except those to whom, by his behest, he
revealeth it. Wherefore am I lost in amaze at thine eloquent wisdom.
"But tell me, good Sir, of what age thou art, and in what manner of
place is thy dwelling, and who are thy fellow philosophers; for my soul
hangeth fast on thine, and fain would I never be parted from thee all
the days of my life."
The elder said, "Mine age is, as I reckon, forty and five years, and in
the deserts of the land of Senaar do I dwell. For my fellow combatants
I have those who labour and contend together with me on the course of
the heavenly journey."
"What sayest thou?" quoth Ioasaph. "Thou seemest to me upwards of
seventy years old. How speakest thou of forty and five? Herein
methinks thou tellest not the truth."
Barlaam said unto him, "If it be the number of years from my birth that
thou askest, thou hast well reckoned them at upwards of seventy. But,
for myself, I count not amongst the number of my days the years that I
wasted in the vanity of the world. When I lived to the flesh in the
bondage of sin, I was dead in the inner man; and those years of
deadness I can never call years of life. But now the world hath been
crucified to me, and I to the world, and I have put off the old man,
which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts, and live no longer
to the flesh, but Christ liveth in me; and the life that I live, I live
by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
And the years, that have passed since then, I may rightly call years of
life, and days of salvation. And in numbering these at about forty and
five, I reckoned by the true tale, and not off the mark. So do thou
also alway hold by this reckoning; and be sure that there is no true
life for them that are dead to all good works, and live in sin, and
serve the world-ruler of them that are dragged downward, and waste
their time in pleasures and lusts: but rather be well assured that
these are dead and defunct in the activity of life. For a wise man
hath fitly called sin the death of the immortal soul. And the Apostle
also saith, 'When ye were the servants of sin, ye were free from
righteousness. What fruit had ye then in those things whereof ye are
now ashamed? for the end of those things is death. But now being made
free from sin, and become servants to God, ye have your fruit unto
holiness, and the end everlasting life. For the wages of sin is death,
but the gift of God is eternal life.'"
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