Then said _Christian_ to the _Interpreter_, But are there no hopes for such a man as this? Ask him, said the _Interpreter_. Nay, said Christian, pray Sir, do you. _Inter._ Then said the _Interpreter_, Is there no hope, but you must be kept in this Iron Cage of Despair? _Man._ No, none at all. _Inter._ Why? the Son of the Blessed is very pitiful. _Man._ I have crucified him to myself afresh, I have despised his Person, I have despised his Righteousness, I have counted his Blood an unholy thing; I have done despite to the Spirit of Grace. Therefore I have shut myself out of all the Promises, and there now remains to me nothing but threatnings, dreadful threatnings, _fearful_ threatnings of certain Judgement which shall devour me as an Adversary. _Chr._ For what did you bring yourself into this condition? _Man._ For the Lusts, Pleasures, and Profits of this World; in the injoyment of which I did then promise myself much delight; but now even every one of those things also bite me, and gnaw me like a burning worm. _Chr._ But canst thou not now repent and turn? _Man._ God hath denied me repentance: his Word gives me no encouragement to believe; yea, himself hath shut me up in this Iron Cage; nor can all the men in the world let me out. O Eternity! Eternity! how shall I grapple with the misery that I must meet with in Eternity! _Inter._ Then said the _Interpreter_ to _Christian_, Let this man's misery be remembred by thee, and be an everlasting caution to thee. _Chr._ Well, said _Christian_, this is fearful; God help me to watch and be sober, and to pray that I may shun the cause of this man's misery. Sir, is it not time for me to go on my way now? _Inter._ Tarry till I shall shew thee one thing more, and then thou shalt go on thy way.