George Rosso, a reader of this blog, sent me a link to an article called Jubilating–Or, How the Atlantic Working Class Used the Biblical Jubilee Against Capitalism, with Some Success by a radical writer named Peter Linebaugh. It was published in Radical History Review 50 (1991).
This article is a much fuller account of the Jubilee concept – the periodic cancelling of debts, freeing of slaves and returning of land to its original owners – than does Michael Hudson’s book, which was mainly about the Jubilee as practiced in ancient Near Eastern history.
It tells how the Jubilee idea in the Christian Old Testament inspired slaves, the dispossessed and other oppressed people in modern history. It continues to inspire the Latin American liberation theologians and Palestinians (many of.whom are Christians) trying to reclaim their land.
Linebaugh went into the Jubilee idea and its connection with liberation movements more deeply than Hudson did and of course more deeply than I am doing here. If you care about this topic, you should read it in full and not be content with my summary. But I’ll try to hit a few highlights.
I’ll start with the Jubilee song of Thomas Spence, who wrote it in 1782 (sung to the tune of “America” or “God Save the King”).
I
Hark! how the Trumpet’s sound,
Proclaims the Land around
The Jubilee!
Tells all the Poor oppress’d,
No more shall they be cess’d;
Nor Landlords more molest
Their Property.
II
Rents t’ourselves now we pay,
Dreading no Quarter-day,
Fraught with Distress
Welcome that day draws near,
For then our rents we share,
Earth’s rightful Lords we are,
Ordain’d for this.
And all the World releas’d
from Misery.
The Fir-trees all rejoice,
And Cedars lift their voice,
Ceas’d now the Feller’s noise
Long rais’d by thee!
IV
The Sceptre now is broke,
Which with continual Stroke
The Nations smote!.
Hell from beneath doth rise,
To meet thus Lofty Eyes,
From the most pompous size,
How brought to nought!
And all the World releas’d
from Misery.
The Fir-trees all rejoice,
And Cedars lift their voice,
Ceas’d now the Feller’s noise
Long rais’d by thee!
V
Since then this Jubilee
Sets all at Liberty
Let us be glad,
Behold each one return
To their Right, and their own,,
No more like Doves to mourn,
By Landlords sad!