1854 - Richardson, J. The First Christian Martyr of the New Zealand Church - CHAPTER VI, p 52-61

       
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CHAPTER VI.

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CHAPTER VI.

Scarce had the tidings reach'd the infant Church
Than darkest thoughts, long dormant, rearise;
But first the messenger of peace declares
His firm intent once more to face the foe;
Perchance, again his mission may be bless'd.
His purpose never yet had long to wait,
When duty call'd, for corresponding deed.
Though threats pursue, no threats can bar his way.
Tokanu reach'd, no welcome sound is heard;
Th' assembled chiefs in gloomy silence sit.
Hermapo, rising, speaks; his words are few--
"Would that my ears had heard the cheering sound
"Which welcomes friends. " Tohana quick replies.
"By feeling prompted, and by duty led,
"I gladly came with him who comes for peace.
"But strange my errand is; yes, passing strange,
"Silence best suits my mind, unless this act
"Of deep malignity be disavowed.
Manuka, by whose hand one martyr fell,
Upholds the deed as in accordance close
With custom's ancient universal claim.
Silence, once more, resumes her gloomy reign;
At length a voice is heard, in accents mild,
Well suited to a messenger of peace--
"Vengeance is mine," says God, "I will repay."
"To Him then let us leave the treach'rous deed,

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"And let the blood now spill'd be used as means
"A lasting peace to bind. From out your chiefs
"Let one be sent on embassage of peace.
"This healing balm on Herekiekie's heart
Falls as the morning dew. "You full well know
"How usage loudly cries that blood for blood
"Should freely flow. Better thoughts and hopes, I hear,
"Prevail among those truly happy tribes
"Who name the name of Christ; but Christian love
"Will plead in her behalf by whom such love
"Was never known. My mother deeply mourn'd
"Her husband kill'd by Manihera's tribe,
"And vengeance took. I truly grieve that blood
"Has flow'd, and would have stay'd the cursed hand
"Had I been there. Let one of Manihera's tribe
"Assurance give that vengeance is foregone,
"And then let peace her blessed reign proclaim."
Scant were the courtesies pass'd, and small the hope
That war would not arise. They pass the spot
Baptiz'd with Christian blood, and there they kneel
In fervent prayer: the doubtful cause is spread
Before the Lord, committed to His care;
They read the sacred page by God inscrib'd,
And learn how they who die in Christ are bless'd,
How resting from their toil they richly reap,
By God's free grace, the harvest of their works. --
On their return they faithfully report
The failure of their cause, as view'd by man,
And speak of One who silently endur'd

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Unjust reproach, and persecution's storms
Without a threat, but, to Him who judgeth right
His case, confiding, left. --
The circling sun returns not on their wrath.
Again from Whanganu'i's streams, and from
The winding Wai'tera's banks, and from the lands
Which nestling lie beneath mount Egmont's shade,
The Christians come to keep their annual feast.
The canopy of heav'n again their Church.
Each from his store a portion freely gives
To aid the Christian cause in heathen lands,
And, while thus mindful of a foreign claim
They equal homage pay to home demands.
They dwell with pain on Manihera's death;
Their hearts beat high; one stimulating word
Would fan the flame, and rouse their ancient fires.
But no such word is heard, Peripi stands
Erect, but, in his eye, and in his mien,
No trace appears of aught but love and peace.
"The heathen ask that Manihera's tribe
"Should send a chief to make assurance sure
"Of wrongs forgiv'n. Well, be it so. I go.
"If in the yawning gulph of human wrath
"I fall entomb'd I know that Heso wills
"Who doeth all things well; a martyr's crown
"I do not seek, but if one sacrifice
"Be still requir'd, on me the lot be cast.
"This day, when in the feast of holy faith,
"In glad remembrance of a sacrifice

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"Once offer'd, complete and full in all its parts,
"I gave myself to God, not by constraint
"Except of love, this was my fix'd design.
"God's will be done and hallow'd be His name."
Now Puran'eera forward stands and asks
That he might share in such freewill oblation;
His friends dissuade the chief, but all in vain.
"If one canoe the raging seas engulph
"And peace be gain'd, then let it be, I go."
The day on which they near'd the sacred spot
Was beauteously fair; the clouds had pour'd
Their tearful homage to the coming scene;
The thunder had, in softest murmurs, spoke
Unqualified applause; and, by its sparks
Of living fire, the lightning had subdued
Each harden'd heart of stone to heart of flesh;
And Tongariro's snowy head had backward glanc'd,
To deck the welcome sight, its borrow'd beams;
The flowers their fragrance gave; and songsters
From the forest's glades attend, unmindful
Of their rules, and, like the chime of distant bells
To sweetest harmony attun'd, they lend
Their notes; the stately pine, which scarce will bend 1
Beneath the raging storm, approving nods.
Yes, all accord. The God of nature smiles,
And when Hesmiles He lights up all around.
The gladsome news had flown on willing wings
Far in advance; and, as they clear the shade
Of overhanging trees, the welcome wail

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Pours forth its cheering notes from countless hearts.
All hail the messenger of peace, and hail
The Christian friends who share his work of love.
Not one discordant note is struck to mar
The universal joy. A voice is heard
From Whanganu'i's banks; it speaks aloud.
"We seek no payment for our brother's blood;
"If other thoughts had sway, not in this guise
"Should we appear on Taupo's banks. The Lord
"Allow'd the bloody deed, and what Hedoes
"Is wisely done. Let discord flee the land.
"From henceforth one canoe will hold us all."
By common impulse mov'd they all proceed
Toward the spot where Manihera lies
Held by Keropa's hand: the sacred hymn
Peals through the neighbouring wood; when hushed,
A voice is heard, the voice of pray'r; it asks
That peace, which understanding fails to grasp,
May keep all hearts and minds completely taught
And fix'd in love to God and to His Son;
While from the soften'd tribes the loud Amen
Approving, seals the compact heard on high. --
Enraptur'd with my theme, which oft has cheer'd
At midnight's silent hour when o'er the wave
My buoyant bark its homeward track pursued,
I ling'ringly advance, most loath to add
The final link, to sketch the parting scene. --
The sun to moderate its burning rays
Has northward roam'd, and Autumn freely flings

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Her variegated tints on all around;
From mountain tops the silv'ry cascade skips
With joyous bound to reach the parent stream
Which gently flows towards the southern straits;
The rapid's deaf'ning roar subsides in peace,
Lost in the murmuring notes of sober joy,
As o'er the stream there glides the light canoe
On embassage of love: the joyous crew
Pour forth their merry lay in strict accord,
While, swiftly plied, the paddle marks the time.
But one there is who silent sits, alone,
No, not alone, for close the converse held
With his own thoughts; his mind unbidden calls
The past to view, and as he contrast makes
With present scenes, the placid stream reflects
The beaming smile that lightens up his face.
When last he northward mov'd no distant streak
Of doubtful light cast e'en a truant ray
To cheer his future path; like one of old
His hoping heart reposed in firmest faith
On nature's God, and more, the God of grace.
But now the seed by martyr's blood enrich'd
Bright promise gives of overflowing fruit;
The clouds whose low'ring aspect frown'd
On all his cherish'd schemes, as vapour, fly
And leave the bow of promise in the skies.
But whither is he bent? what duty calls?
Let passing scenes the ready answer give.
Once more I stand on Whanganu'i's banks,

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Not far remote from where the heathen pour'd
His desolating hordes; no hateful yells
Discordant rise and rend the very air,
No maddening dance excites disgust and fear,
Two thousand heads are bent in solemn pray'r,
Two thousand tongues proclaim Jehovah's praise.
In triple row they range themselves around
The minister of God; the dead and dying
Form the nearest rank; beyond them circling
Stand full many a chief who erst had scorn'd
The Saviour's name, but now impatient waits
The impress of the Cross; beyond again
Are congregated hosts who joyful throng
To keep the holy feast of Christian love.
The morning hymn, our childhood's earliest pray'r,
Subsides in praise among the distant hills,
And from the kneeling hosts the solemn tones
Of heartfelt penitence, as incense, rise
And find acceptance at the throne of grace,
While gently wafted by the genial breeze
We hear the Litany's deep plaintive strains,
Bright reflex of the melody of heaven.
How oft within the humble village Church
Of our own island home my heart has warm'd
At sounds like these, the dearly cherish'd forms
Of bygone years, which infants' hps have lisp'd
And martyr'd saints a fitting language found.
Among the hosts whose earnest prayers ascend
That wars may cease, and peace and concord reign,

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Are many a chief who late have frenzied led
Their madden'd tribes in many a hard fought field,
Their deep scarr'd face can no emotion tell,
But in those solemn tones a language speaks,
And in that glistening eye a voice is heard,
The utterance of the heart. Now all is hush'd
As each with eager gaze intently waits
The ministry of truth. Galatia's fall
A fearful warning gives to steadfast stand
In liberty's fair fields; to guard the mind
From deep entanglement in empty forms
Or vain attempts to satisfy the Law.
The preacher clearly shows how Christ alone
Could full atonement make for man's misdeeds,
And how, through Him,a faith which works by love
Can reattire the soul in pristine truth
And lead it scatheless through a world of sin.
A people willing in His day of power
Obey by instinct, and by love fulfil
The utmost rigours of the law's demands.
No water can avail to cancel sin
Unless by Him applied; no virtue rests
In blind obedience, nor in priestly act.
The sacramental elements present
A vivid picture of a Saviour's love,
And when by faith receiv'd endow with strength
The longing, thirsting soul; but it alone.
No lordly mastery he proudly claims
To bind as slaves the freemen of the Lord,

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No access does he vaunt to God's domain
By others not possess'd; the Spirit's grace
His strength; his guide the Bible's blessed truths.
To God in Christ, and to His word of grace
He bids them go in faith, and daily search
The Scripture's sacred page, for there, alone
Authoritative truth unsullied shines;
Once quit the sacred fount and drink of streams,
By other springs supplied, each draught conveys
A doubtful nurture or a deadly drug. 2
He ceas'd. In prayer they suppliant kneel
And humbly ask that sanctifying grace
May mystically wash from taint of sin
These converts to His name: nor vainly ask;
The healing water bathes each contrite soul
With renovating grace, confirms their faith
And seals admission to the Church of God. --
Once more they bend the knee before the Lord
Who from his throne, on high, benignly smiles,
And, with the sacramental bread and wine,
Conveys His grace in soul refreshing streams;
Their penitence a deeper dye receives,
Their steadfast purpose of amended life
A sterner cast, while faith more clearly views
A Saviour's travail in a ransom'd race.
And now we hear the solemn measur'd tread
Which whispers death; we see the heaving breast,
And mark the gushing tear and deep drawn sigh,
Affection's off'ring to departed worth.

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We stand in death's domain; the yawning grave
Expectant waits to clasp its welcome guest;
It bids us yield, from our own warm embrace
To its chill arms, the dearly cherish'd form
O'er which our aching hearts have ceaseless bent
In many a silent hour; imperious bids,
And no denial takes. In hours like these
We feel the sting of death, we keenly hear
The grave's triumphant shout of victory. --
But our Redeemer lives; at his command
The grave must yield its dead; restore its prey.
Oh bless'd indeed are they who die in Him;
O'er whose remains the Church's earnest hope
Is dim foreshadow of a blissful fact.
To them death oft a welcome friend appears;
His stealthy tread is hail'd with pure delight;
His grasp but rends this tenement of clay
And plumes the soul to wing its way to God.
Yes, bless'd indeed, for then they faultless stand
Before the Father's throne accepted sons.
The righteous robe they wear, their Saviour's gift,
The golden crown His undeserv'd reward,
Their fitnessbut the Spirit's free born grace.
Yes, truly bless'd. Eternity's vast span
Must fail to stretch beyond their throbbing joy
Which no alloy can know: in Christthey dwell,
And language fails to tell a surer rest. 3
1   I can never forget the impression made upon my mind upon hearing for the first time the melodious chimes of the feathered minstrels of New Zealand. It was deep in the recesses of a noble forest long before a streak of light had intimated to man the approach of day that I was awoke by a music whose harmoniously blended notes were so enchanting that it was with difficulty I could realize the fact of my not being in the land of dreams and visions. The sweet commingled warbling, impressive from its very softness and simplicity, sent back the mind to the village chimes which often, amid the vallies of Devonshire, broke on the ear with such softening gentleness as instinctively to win the soul from earth. No sooner does the morning break than the heavenly orchestra dissolves, though a strange musician or two whose notes are more in accordance with man and his subordinates will continue to dole out an occasional voluntary.
2   If the distant hum of religious controversy have rightly reached my ear, the substance of this discourse will not, I fear, find much acceptance with some who entertain different views on the Sacraments from those which are here expressed. Though perhaps there be little chance of misapprehension, it may not be unnecessary to remark that I have here represented the minister as declaring what, in my humble opinion, are the correct statements of the subject, and not what might be his views, though the agreement may be closer than I can affirm. While it is our duty to receive with due deference the expositions of those to whom are confided the ministry of the Word, we cannot at the same time abrogate a covenant with a higher Power, or forget a prior obligation to "search the Scriptures daily" to ascertain whether these things be as reported. It will be small justification for erroneous belief to claim the leadership of a Paul, a Cephas or an Apollos, if we are not brought to the "obedience of the faith in Christ." Such sentiments are, I believe, in complete unison with feelings of gratitude for the privilege of being a member of the Church of England, and with an honest desire not to misinterpret her exposition of doctrine. It appears that she holds that there are two sacraments generally necessary to salvation; that each of these sacraments consists of two parts, "an outward visible sign" and "the inward spiritual grace;" the requisites for the former, viz, baptism, are repentance and faith, and for the latter viz the Lord's Supper, self examination, steadfast purpose of leading a new life, a lively faith in God, a thankful remembrance of Christ's death, and the existence of charity with all men. It is declared in the Communion Service that they who come to the communion of the body and blood of our Saviour Christ may receive the holy sacrament "unworthily," and not only fall short of receiving a great benefit, but may kindle God's wrath against them. Now as the outward sign and inward grace are common to both sacraments, the inference appears reasonable, even in the absence of more explicit information, that if in the latter the inward grace may be wanting from an unworthy reception, it may be absent from the former from the same cause; but, when we turn to the service for the ministration of baptism to those of riper years, we find the congregation engaged in earnest prayer that this inward and spiritual grace may be granted, the Minister urging it to banish all doubt, and earnestly believe that God will favourably receive these candidates for holy baptism "truly repenting and coming unto Him by faith;" and further, after the candidates have publicly declared their repentance and faith (sincerity of intention of course giving validity to the declaration,) we find that at this period, and not till then, the blessing sought is thankfully acknowledged to be received. "The wholesome effect or operation is limited to such only as worthily receive the sacrament," and "such only as receive baptism rightly are grafted into the Church." (See xxv and xxvii Articles.) As regards infants, the Church simply affirms that the administration of baptism to such is most agreeable with the institution of Christ. Thus viewed, there is a complete unity in the two sacramental services; and when we read the last solemn offices over the dead, we see the confidence expressed of the soul's safety to arise from a similar principle, viz, a sincere connection with the Church of which Christ is the Head. If, from the documentary statements of the Church, we turn to the Bible, which in the Articles is viewed as "containing all things necessary to salvation," we read of Pharisees and Sadducees, desirous of being baptized, warned to bring forth fruits meet for repentance; and moreover, of repentance being as essentially coupled with the ordinance as the spiritual grace is supposed by some to be with the outward act.

One other point may justify a remark: the "ambassadors for Christ" are reasonably entitled to our highest reverence and most affectionate esteem while they act upon the Apostle's declaration-- "Not that we have dominion over your faith, but are helpers of your joy; for by faith ye stand;" and though thankfully adopting the three orders of the ministry as most in accordance with the later scriptural intimations, with historical evidence, and the fitness of things, we cannot, as regards other denominations of Christians, hut revert to the Apostle's sentiments, "Notwithstanding every way, whether in pretence or in truth, Christ is preached,and I therefore do rejoice, yea, and will rejoice." Having one faith, one Lord, one baptism, we are evidently one in Christ. How wisely does our Church define this matter. Each Church or congregation of faithful men in which the pure word of God is preached and the sacraments duly administered according to Christ's ordinance, in all those things that of necessity are requisite to the same, has power to decree its own rites and ceremonies, and, when acting in accordance with Scripture, has authority in controversies of faith. Where we see a profession of the great distinctive principles of the Gospel supported by a cheerful overflowing selfdenying obedience, as true a sign of faithfulness as the power of working miracles was at an earlier period, we cannot but recall our Saviour's reply to the beloved disciple whose affectionate solicitude for his Master's interests knew no bounds-- "He that is not against us is on our part," or the earnest declaration of St. Paul-- "Nevertheless Christ is preached, I therefore do rejoice, yea, and will rejoice;" or the answer of Moses to the zealous Joshua-- "Would God that all the Lord's people were prophets, and the Lord would put his Spirit upon them." If the great distinctive principles and doctrines of the Bible be put in the back ground, be built over or obscured, no elaborate finish of the superstructure, no completeness of the minor points, can compensate for the deficiency. To those who hold these principles and doctrines, however we may differ on lesser points, we cannot but most cordially offer the right hand of fellowship; while we, with pain, withhold it from those who make the word of God of no avail by their traditions, who teach for doctrines the commandments of men, and who practically refuse to "bring into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ." If a difference in the superstructure or outworks warrants the destruction of the foundation, it is difficult to cavil at the New Zealander's belief expressed at a time when a too great importance is represented to have been placed on distinctive forms, rites, and ordinances, to the detriment or extinction of Christian love, without which we are but as the tinkling cymbal or the sounding brass-- "that Heathenism with love is better than Christianity without it."
3   The casual visit of a New Zealand Chief to Sydney in 1808, was the means of bringing the country to the notice of the Christian Church. The benevolent heart of the Rev. S. Marsden. (the father of the New Zealand Church,) gladly seized the opportunity of bringing missionary influence to bear upon this benighted land. On his arrival in England, whither he was bent at the time, he successfully pleaded with the Church Missionary Society, and in 1809 he returned with two Catechists, but the murder of the crew of the Boyd, merchantmen, and the fearful scenes which followed, precluded any operation for a time. In 1814 the first Missionary landed amidst cannibals, and it was not till 1825 that the first convert was gained, followed in 1827 by a second. In 1832 there was not a single communicant, in 1838 the demand, for Missionaries became general, and in 1848 we read of between 4 or 500 communicants at a time, and congregations of 2000 availing themselves of a passing Missionary to hear the glad tidings of salvation, and this from among a population not exceeding 80,000. Invaluable as the services of the Church of England Missionaries have been, and continue to be, New Zealand owes much, very much, to the devoted and zealous exertions of the Wesleyan Methodists, whose labours have been crowned with abundant success. The Christian population may now be estimated at 40 or 50,000. There cannot be a doubt that the improved temporal condition of the earlier converts, arising from a change of habits and the advantages generally resulting from commercial intercourse with Europeans, tended very much to invest Christianity with a charm which removed many of the obstacles which its introduction meets with in more civilized societies; and doubtless with very many the change of religious belief is as inoperative as it formerly was, still there is much, very much, of sincere profession and deep feeling as practically evinced by the abolition of time-honored barbaric usages, and the practice of duties but ill in accordance with previous associations. If their first love wax cold, before we harshly designate their profession, we must not only remember our own inconsistencies, but the fall of the early Asiatic Churches as recorded in the Revelation of St. John.

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