Religion, as introduced to us by our Saviour, attracts our attention and
enlists our affections, not by any solemn pomp or formal parade, but by
her beautiful and interesting simplicity, her real and intrinsic worth.
Nor has she been introduced to us, merely that she may dwell in our
temples to be gazed at from a distance and occasionally adored. No. She
has been introduced to us, that we might take her familiarly by the
hand, conduct her into our houses and seat her by our firesides,--not as
an occasional visitor there, but as an intimate friend--perfectly free
and unreserved, ever ready to lend her aid in making home the abode of
happiness, or to go forth with us and assist in elevating and purifying
the pleasures and the intercourse of social life; ever ready to assist
in the various labors of life--to guide and cheer the conversation--to
bend over the bed of sickness, or to mingle her sympathies with those
who are mourning. It is her office to elevate and improve mankind, not
by looking down upon them from above, but by dwelling familiarly and
habitually among them, restraining, by the respect which her presence
inspires, every thing impure and unholy, until she has awakened
aspirations after the pure, the holy, the spiritual, the infinite and
eternal. Such was the Christian Religion as introduced to us by our
Saviour. Would that she might ever remain such, an inmate of our houses,
a member of our family circles, whose form and features are familiar to
our children, and for whom their attachment grows with their growth and
strengthens with their strength. But such have not, it would seem, been
the feelings of mankind in regard to her. They, filled with admiration,
perhaps, for her excellence, and fearing, lest she might be treated with
rude familiarity, have thought to add to her dignity and to increase the
respect entertained for her, by enveloping her in the folds of
unintelligible mysteries, and by suffering her to be approached only in
a formal manner, upon the set days when and the appointed places where
she holds her levees. The consequences of this have been such as might
have been expected. While there are multitudes of admirers of Religion,
as one of a higher order of beings altogether above and beyond
themselves, there are few who make her the companion of their daily
walk--few who take her to themselves and, in the firm conviction that
they were made for each other, leave all things else, cleave unto and
become one with her.
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