Soon the pilgrims came to the place where Little-Faith was robbed. There stood a man with his sword drawn and his face all bloody, who said to them, “I am a pilgrim. My name is Valiant-for-truth. I was ambushed here by three men, who came out of the bushes there with long knives.
One of them said, “Halt! We have a question to ask you.” I said, “Well, what is it?” He said, “Will you go with us, or turn and go back where you came from, or die on the spot?”
I answered: “I have been a follower of Jesus Christ for many years, and I cannot now turn back. Where I came from is not where the Lord wants me to be. And you should know that one who has been a follower of Christ for many years would never join a band of thieves. As for the dying on the spot, that remains to be seen. If you undertake to make me choose one of your courses, you do it at your peril. I have considerable strength. I love my life and the pilgrim way, and I will not give them up easily. The Lord put me in this way, and I intend to stay with it to the end.”
Then these three, – Wildhead, Inconsiderate, and Pragmatic – came upon me with their knives. I drew my sword and fought them all. We fought for more than three hours, and they have left some of their marks of valor upon me, as you see, and they also carried away some of mine. After they saw they would not take my life immediately, they broke and ran. They must have heard you coming, for they ran just before I saw you.
Greatheart was amazed and said, “But you fought great odds – three against one.”
“Yes,” said Valiant, “but what does a person care when he knows he has the truth on his side? As one has said, “Though a host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear.” I have read in some record that one man has fought an army, and that one Samson slew a thousand men with the jawbone of an ass.
Greatheart asked, “Why did you not cry out for help?”
“So I did—to my King,” said Valiant, “who I knew could hear me, and He provided invisible help which was sufficient.”
“You have certainly behaved very worthily” replied Greatheart, ‘What kind of sword do you have?”
It is a two-edged sword that cuts both ways. A soldier need not fear if he has this and knows how to use it.
Its edge will never blunt, and it will cut flesh and bones, and soul and spirit.
“But you fought a long time; it is a wonder you did not grow weary,” said Greatheart.
“I did,” said Valiant, “but I waited on the Lord and he renewed my strength, and I fought until the blood dripped from my face and fingers. I fought with all my strength and courage.”
Then Greatheart said, “You certainly did well. You have resisted unto blood, striving against sin. You shall abide with us, and be one of us. We will be your true companions.”
Then they took him, washed his wounds, and gave him something to eat; and they all went on together. Mr. Greatheart liked Valiant-for-Truth very much and began to ask him about his past and his hope for the future. He found him true in every respect.
Pilgrim’s Progress, Part 2