NPNF2-08. Basil: Letters and Select Works - Holy Bible Institute

Exegetic.All is changed. The frown is relaxed; with a genial smile he recalls old family connexion.Now it is ‘my friend.’ ‘I will see,’ says he, ‘if I have any money by me. Yes; there is that sumwhich a man I know has left in my hands on deposit for profit. He named very heavy interest.However, I shall certainly take something off, and give it you on better terms.’ Withpretences of this kind and talk like this he fawns on the wretched victim, and induces himto swallow the bait. Then he binds him with written security, adds loss of liberty to thetrouble of his pressing poverty, and is off. The man who has made himself responsible forinterest which he cannot pay has accepted voluntary slavery for life. Tell me; do you expectto get money and profit out of the pauper? If he were in a position to add to your wealth,why should he come begging at your door? He came seeking an ally, and he found a foe.He was looking for medicine, and he lighted on poison. You ought to have comforted himin his distress, but in your attempt to grow fruit on the waste you are aggravating his necessity.Just as well might a physician go in to his patients, and instead of restoring them tohealth, rob them of the little strength they might have left. This is the way in which you tryto profit by the misery of the wretched. Just as farmers pray for rain to make their fieldsfatter, so you are anxious for men’s need and indigence, that your money may make more.You forget that the addition which you are making to your sins is larger than the increaseto your wealth which you are reckoning on getting for your usury. The seeker of the loanis helpless either way: he bethinks him of his poverty, he gives up all idea of payment ashopeless when at the need of the moment he risks the loan. The borrower bends to necessityand is beaten. The lender goes off secured by bills and bonds.“After he has got his money, at first a man is bright and joyous; he shines with another’ssplendour, and is conspicuous by his altered mode of life. His table is lavish; his dress ismost expensive. His servants appear in finer liveries; he has flatterers and boon companions;his rooms are full of drones innumerable. But the money slips away. Time as it runs onadds the interest to its tale. Now night brings him no rest; no day is joyous; no sun is bright;he is weary of his life; he hates the days that are hurrying on to the appointed period; he isafraid of the months, for they are parents of interest. Even if he sleeps, he sees the lenderin his slumbers—a bad dream—standing by his pillow. If he wakes up, there is the anxietyand dread of the interest. ‘The poor and the usurer,’ he exclaims, ‘meet together: the Lordlighteneth both their eyes.’ 501 The lender runs like a hound after the game. The borrowerlike a ready prey crouches at the coming catastrophe, for his penury robs him of the powerof speech. Both have their ready-reckoner in their hands, the one congratulating himselfas the interest mounts up, the other groaning at the growth of his calamities. ‘Drink watersout of thine own cistern.’ 502 Look, that is to say, at your own resources; do not approachxlviii501 Prov. xxix. 13, A.V. marg. R.V. has “oppressor.”502 Prov. v. 15.82