When David Morgan preached at Pentyrch he stood in the chapel window (whose sashes had been taken out), as there were hundreds outside. An impious young engineer, Thomas Austin by name, in a spirit of braggadocio went to the tavern half a mile away. With a few congenial companions he stood smoking by the inn-door when the breeze bore to their ears the preacher's ringing invitation, "Ho, come ye to the waters! Ho, come ye to the waters! " "I am going," said Austin to his pot-companions. He became a Christian conspicuous in virtue and generosity. In the chapel the spirit of praise moved in mighty waves over the people. Finding himself inaudible, the preacher went down amongst those who *' rejoiced"; and moved by the glory of the scene, he leaped on a bench, crying exultingly, "The Lord Jesus is going to take possession of this countryside! " An indescribable scene ensues. The voice of the Lord is powerful, and in His temple doth every one speak of His glory. One of the converts was a backslider in whose bosom some supposed offence had rankled for years. *'Why did you turn your back on the house?'' asked David Morgan. *' Was the Master to blame?" "Oh no!" protested Shadrach. "Did you find fault with the table? '' " Oh no! " " Was there any fault with the work?'' "Oh no!" "Was the brotherhood to blame? " " No; the whole fault was mine! "
When the Revivalist left the floor to go to the converts on the gallery, a deep hush pervaded the place, and one who was present told us that each footfall of his on the gallery stairs seemed to send a wave of electricity over the listening audience.
Before he left the village the elders took him to see a young woman, whose sun was setting while it was yet day. Her family had abandoned all hopes of her recovery. She is still alive and is looked upon in the neighbourhood as a monument to the efficacy of prayer.
From, 'The '59 Revival', by J J Morgan, pages 95-6.