Yea, they are strange, and carry it strangely to
all those that still are under the power of that word, and of that
mighty hand by which sometimes themselves were guided.
Should one say to them, Art not thou the man that I once saw crying
under a sermon, that I once heard cry out, "What must I do to be
saved?" and that some time ago I heard speak well of the holy word
of God? how askew will they look upon one; or if they will
acknowledge that such things were with them once, they do it more
like images and rejected ghosts, than men. They look as if they were
blasted, withered, cast out and dried to powder, and now fit for
nothing but to be cast into the fire and burned. John 15.
THE UNPARDONABLE SIN.
THE MAN IN THE IRON CAGE.
"Now," said Christian, "let me go hence." "Nay, stay," said the
Interpreter, "till I have showed thee a little more, and after that
thou shalt go on thy way." So he took him by the hand again, and led
him into a very dark room, where there sat a man in an iron cage.
Now the man to look on, seemed very sad. He sat with his eyes
looking down to the ground, his hands folded together, and he sighed
as if he would break his heart. Then said Christian, "What means
this?" At which the Interpreter bid him talk with the man.
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