The Devil–Down for the Count
by C. T. Studd

I am grieved at the trouble you have had, but of course when we try to blow up the devil’s den we must expect he will make it unpleasant for us and play tit for tat. If we try to catch and free his goats we must expect he will retaliate by trying to befoul and lead astray the occupants of our own pens. Do you know the game of snapdragon? Raisins in a large dish–spirit poured over them and lighted–you have to snap the raisins from the dragon or go without. A "raisin" so snapped is worth 100 others cold. Though we raise hell every time, yet we won’t stop exploding the devil’s mines. So stir away and shout in triumph when the darkest hour comes and all seems lost, for the darkest hour is the herald of the dawn. I believe we are on the verge of great blessing. There are signs of it, but the devil is as hard as he is crooked and we must expect great opposition. Our fight is not going to be a walk-over but it is going to test us to the very marrow, and it will be won by no human individual. As was once said, " If we don’t hang together we shall all hang separately," so let us all advance again to victory or death.