way to Zion. Is the stream all of one depth? said Christian. He
was told that it was not, yet that in that there was no help, for
he would find the stream more or less deep, as he had faith in
the King of the place. So they set foot on the stream, but
Christian gave a loud cry to his good friend Hopeful, and said:
The waves close round my head, and I sink. Then said Hopeful: Be
of good cheer; my feet feel the bed of the stream, and it is
good.

But Christian said: Ah, Hopeful, the pains of death have got hold
of me; I shall not reach the land that I long for. And with that
a cloud came on his sight, so that he could not see.

Hopeful had much to do to keep Christian's head out of the
stream; nay, at times he had quite sunk, and then in a while he
would rise up half dead.

Then said Hopeful: My friend, all this is sent to try if you will
call to mind all that God has done for you, and live on Him in
your heart.

At these words Hopeful saw that Christian was in deep thought; so
he said to him: Be of good cheer, Christ will make thee whole.

Then Christian broke out with a loud voice: Oh, I see Him, and He
speaks to me and says, When you pass through the deep streams, I
will be with you.

And now they both got strength, and the stream was as still as a
stone, so that Christian felt the bed of it with his feet, and he