I arise before you to offer a few remarks, and to preach from a text.
I do not know that you will find it recorded in any particular volume,
and it is not exactly possible for me to tell the chapter and verse,
but it will be found in the Gospel according to Saint
Brigham—Sectarian religion, sectarian God, and the democracy of our
country compared together.
We find in the Methodist discipline that the God worshipped by John
Wesley's followers was a very singular being, without body or parts.
In the platforms of the Presbyterians, Baptists, and other
denominations, it is declared that he has neither body, parts, nor
passions. This is John Knox's old platform. I never was very much
posted in these systems of piety, but I remember, when quite
young, looking at the book containing the articles of their faith, and
wondering what sort of a being it was that had neither body, parts,
nor passions, and I might perhaps, with propriety, add principles or
power.
Lindley Murray says a substantive is the name of anything that exists;
but if a being had no body, parts, or passions, its existence could
only be imaginary. I suppose it would be a noun, but not really a
substantive. I understand a substantive, according to Kirkham, to be
the name of a substance.
The God that Moses saw wrote with his finger upon the tables of stone.
(See Ex., ch. 31, v. 18.) The God that Jacob saw walked with him.
Jacob was, no doubt, an expert wrestler, and in the habit of throwing
anybody that came along (See Genesis, chap. 32).
He was wandering about one night, and met a stranger, with whom he
wrestled all night; and when he found he could not throw him, he said,
You are something more than a man, or I could throw you. But I will
not let thee go, except thou bless me; for thou art more than mortal,
or I could throw thee. And Jacob said, I will call the name of the
place Peniel, for I have seen God face to face, and my life is
preserved. The God with whom Jacob wrestled had some body and some
parts. I need not go to investigate this subject, only to say that the
God worshipped by the sectarian world is not the being that wrestled
with Jacob.
We also learn from the old book that the Lord created man in his own
image and in his express likeness. Man possesses body and parts: the
result is, he is a being in the express image of the Father. The
Father of the God that the sectarians worship is not the being who
created man. But this imaginary deity, or myth of nothing at all,
whose center is said to be everywhere, and whose circumference is
nowhere (I have heard it described in that language), which is
worshipped by the sectarian world, can simply be expressed by using
the words of the Methodist discipline and the creeds generally, and
with the addition of two or three other words, without body, parts, or
passions; then add principles or power. What is the result of
worshipping such a being? It is a most indescribable religious
confusion—a confusion that our language is inadequate to express. One
of the old Prophets says—"Woe to the multitude of many people, that
make a noise."
I once went to a Methodist camp meeting, and heard some thousands of
men and women praying, shouting, screeching all at once. At that time
I looked round, and thought of the words of the Prophet—"Woe to the
multitude of many people, that make a noise like the noise of a sea."
It was like a perfect bedlam of confusion. About midnight I got tired
of the noise, and thought I would go away. I had tied my horse about a
quarter of a mile from the camp. When I went to get him, he had broke
the girth of the saddle, drawn the halter so tightly that I had to cut
it and to lead him some distance before I could quiet him so as to
ride him.
This will give you an idea of the confusion that can be created by a
thousand voices in the extreme of enthusiasm and confusion of a
Methodist camp meeting. The different sects differ about almost
everything that pertains to their religion.
Harper's Magazine tells the following story—
"A Mormon Elder from Salt Lake, by the name of Randall, not many
years ago, while on a visit to his friends in the State of
Ohio, was requested to attend a Campbellite meeting—a society to which
his relatives belonged. He went, and listened to an eloquent
discourse. The preacher was more charitable than many of the clergy of
other denominations; and, in the course of his remarks, said that each
denomination or branch of the church formed a link in the chain with
which Satan will be bound, and thus usher in the reign of peace. After
the sermon was ended, many of the brethren expressed their approbation
of the discourse, and bore testimony to the truth of what the preacher
had said. Finally, the friends of the Mormon Elder requested him to
speak. He hesitated. But, after much solicitation, he arose and
said—"I believe what your preacher has said in regard to the different
denominations—that they each form a link in the chain with which Satan
will be bound; and when bound, both Satan and chain will be cast into
the lake that burneth with fire and brimstone, according to the
testimony of John the Revelator;" and sat down. He was not called on
again.
But now for the second part of my text—the Democracy of our country. I
was reading the remarks of a gentleman, who was insisting that the
young men of our country should learn to spout—that is, to make a
speech on politics, and be prepared to take the stump. A gentleman
commenting on it says gold will ruin the country and destroy the
Union. The people being the government, having no recognized head, and
having to express itself through the belly, if you please, it takes a
long time; and by the time the sentiment comes to the head, it is so
confused and divided that the fact is, it would have you to suppose
that the greater portion of the brains were in the boots! Read the
proceedings of Congress for the last year, and you will see one
constant stew. Every man that could get the opportunity would get up
and pronounce a solemn speech, or have it printed at the public
expense—at any rate, to send home to his constituents, to let them
know that he did or must say something to prevent the dissolution of
the Union, without ever reflecting upon or seeing the real cause of
the difficulty. It is a species of maddening fury that rolls along
like the waves of the sea—a kind of universal confusion. Take, for
instance, those who have been the most devoted to the Constitution of
the United States, and they, like the ancients who shouted "Great is
the goddess Diana of the Ephesians!" would shout "Great is the
Constitution!" "A great and glorious thing is the Union!" And every
step they would take, every single effort they would make, would be to
tread on the rights of others. What is the matter? What causes all
this confusion? Why, those men who are placed in authority, from the
President down, looked silently on, and saw the laws trampled
underfoot, the Constitution violated, the rights of the innocent
trifled with, the blood of innocence poured upon the ground like
water, and the little insignificant body of people, the "damned
Mormons," as they pleased to call them, driven from their homes into
the wilderness, and so peace was taken from their midst. Suppose you
get the Christians now together and fetch them up here, and ask them
to tell us which is the pure religion. Take, say a dozen of the
leading sects, and let each one tell us which is the pure religion of
Jesus Christ, and they would get up such a quarrel, such a confusion,
such a hubbub, that it would be impossible to tell anything about it.
Go to work and gather up the different factions of our country,
politically, and let them undertake to tell what the matter is, and it
would only have a tendency to show a specimen of that
ignorance, stupidity, weakness, and universal confusion which reigns
throughout the land. When the Latter-day Saints were driven from
Jackson County, in 1833, Joseph Smith prophesied that if the people of
the United States would not bring to justice that mob and protect the
Saints, they should have mob upon mob, mob upon mob, until mob and
power and mob rule should be all over the whole land, until no man's
life or property should be safe. This prophecy is being literally
fulfilled.
The laws of the country are trampled upon with impunity, and there is
nothing but a general and universal mob rule. There is really a
combination of corruption which exceeds anything which the world has
witnessed for generations.
Take, for instance, the officers of the army; go into any little
detachment of the army, and they get together in solemn conclave, and
condemn a whole lot of provisions—sell them for a mere trifle. Some of
them will buy them in again, and pay twenty times as much as they sold
for, and thus bleed Uncle Sam. Such men are in office every year. Men
in office think it a fine thing to swindle the Government, which is
only a miserable goose for them to pluck.
Now I will put the text together. The religious and political
organizations of the country. Abe Lincoln, the present President of
the United States, that was—at any rate he occupies the seat and
claims the title, and presides over a portion of the Union at
Washington in name—this man is the representative of the religious
enthusiasm of the country. For the last thirty years there has been a
constant stirring up and firm exertion on the part of the North to get
up a crusade against slavery—to make the men who live in the Southern
States turn over their slaves.
I was raised in the State of New York, and recollect the early
movements in this matter. At that time a great many men held slaves.
We drove our slaves to Virginia and sold them for the money, and got
full pay. We immediately began to feel sorry for them, and began to
feel that it was very wicked to keep negroes, seeing we had got the
money for ours. Our State was free from slavery, and we desired all
the Virginians to turn their negroes loose. We grew more and more
conscientious about it. The pulpit took the lead—the Sunday schools
and every other religious influence that could be brought to bear. Mr.
Lincoln now is put into power by that priestly influence; and the
presumption is, should he not find his hands full by the secession of
the Southern States, the spirit of priestcraft would force him, in
spite of his good wishes and intentions, to put to death, if it was in
his power, every man that believes in the divine mission of Joseph
Smith, or that bears testimony of the doctrines he preached.
There is no spirit more intolerant, cruel, and devilish than a spirit
of religious persecution. It carries its cruelties to a greater
extent; and when the civil authority becomes mingled with the
religious, and that power is united, and the sword is placed in their
hands, it is the most bloody weapon that was ever wielded. Infidelity
is almost harmless, compared with it. The bloodthirsty power that has
been exercised under such influence exceeds anything that history
records. It is a union—a combination of civil and religious power in
the hands of corrupt men, and that brought to bear, and turned loose
upon us, with a determination to annihilate every Latter-day Saint.
But God is our shield and our protector.
It was this influence that brought us trouble during the administration of Mr. Buchanan.
The Republican organs whipped Mr. Buchanan into the Utah war, and they
then whipped him for getting into it; and they whipped him until he
got out of it the best way he could, and then they whipped him awfully
for getting out. They meant to keep him there until the work of
destruction was done. But, thank the Lord, the Latter-day Saints yet
live, and yet have an influence, and they are yet felt.
Now, brethren, this is the word of the Lord. And that contention which
exists throughout the country, and which by its actual division is
rendered powerless to injure us, is really our protection; God uses it
to protect us. He has said, "The wicked shall slay the wicked." The
time shall come when the vengeance of the Almighty will fall upon the
heads of those that have persecuted, slain, driven, and rejoiced over
the destruction and affliction of the Saints. I know that this is the
work of the Lord Almighty. I bear my testimony to it. And I say that
if we were as we ought to be, if we would listen to the counsel of
President Young as we ought to do, if we would obey his instructions
as we ought to obey them, we should be the wealthiest people upon the
face of the earth. I suppose, however, so far as the necessaries of
life are concerned, we are so now. I presume you cannot find a
community throughout the United States as large as ours but what the
present distress, growing out of the present financial panic, from
political disorganization, the failure of men to pay their debts, the
refusal of the South to continue in the Union—among these influences
you cannot find a community so large as this but what would be more or
less actually in a state of suffering for want of bread. There is no
Latter-day Saint in these mountains but what can get good bread, and
eat that which is good and wholesome. Hence, I may say, we are the
richest people; and if we had listened as we ought to have done for
the last four years to the counsel of the Presidency, we should have
possessed millions of property which we do not now. The fear there is
in the breasts of many that the Presidency will exercise an influence
over their business affairs, that would not give them as good a chance
as they ought to have, has been all the while a plan to entangle our
own feet, and has caused us to grope like blind men in the dark, and
scramble for the picayunes when we might as well have picked up the
eagles. I have been sorry for this. I know that a wise head to guide
us in our movements in our different settlements—to tell us what we
should cultivate, what kind of things we should improve in, and the
advantages to be taken of the climate and productions of our several
localities, and the way we should exercise our labor to produce the
necessaries of life, is of vast importance to us. We have our brethren
scattered all over the world, far and near, and many of them have been
struggling for years to come to Zion. We should be awake while we are
here, and try to release them from their bondage, for ere long the
terrible storm will break loose; every man's hand will be let loose
upon his neighbor, and blood and distress, turmoil, sorrow, misery,
war, and destruction will sweep the whole face of the earth as with
the besom of destruction.
Let us, then, exert ourselves to deliver our brethren, that they may
flee from the old barn like rats from a building on fire, and escape
in time, and escape unhurt. Be wide awake and diligent in these
things; and, when we are called upon to go after the poor, regard it
as a most important mission. I do not want to bread. There is
no Latter-day Saint go as teamsters, select some that are of no
account. If you send out a team round which you expect to have
gathered fifteen or twenty Saints to cross the Plains, send a man that
will be a father to them, and teach them righteousness, and inspire
them with good sentiments and exalted feelings. And you that go on
such missions, remember you are sent to bring home the sheaves:
therefore take care of them; strengthen and encourage them in regard
to the things they should do and understand; stir up in their hearts a
spirit of obedience, and they will come in here with the light of the
Spirit of the Lord burning brightly within them, that their passage
over the Plains may be a school to them of principle and doctrine and
truth, that they may inherit all the blessings that are in store for
them—blessings that will endure forever.
I believe I have got entirely from my text. Excuse me, and may the
Lord bless you. Amen.
- George A. Smith