PONTYPRIDD, Friday, March 10.

In the course of the past five months I have attended 78 of Mr. Evan Roberts’s meetings, and the longest period of absence from those gatherings for me during that time has been the break which has occurred in connection with the seven days’ silence and the few days preceding and succeeding it. Even during that period I have attended quite a number of revival meetings, mostly these of Mr. Dan Roberts, and have seen enough to prove that the great work is still going on with mighty power, notwithstanding the fact that Mr. Evan Roberts is taking a well-deserved rest. Knowing something of his physical condition, I can certainly say that he is daily gaining in bodily strength, and that the nervous strain is distinctly passing away, while the literary activity he showed during the seven days’ silence clearly indicated that his intellectual powers are not only unimpaired, but are markedly developing as time goes on. A perusal of the extracts which I was privileged to make from his diary when at Godre’r Coed, Neath, furnished ample evidence of what I am saying, and, I order to further illustrate the story if what wonderful “silent room,” I have decided to make further quotations from the “S.D.S.” (seven days’ silence) book, placed unreservedly at my disposal by the evangelist himself.

Prior to giving those further extracts, however, it would be as well to explain that my preliminary remarks, given above, as to his present condition are based on observation made during a visit which I paid him at Loughor, and during an interesting chat which we had together in the pretty little home which has been made famous in the annals of the Wales by the position of Evan Roberts as the leading human figure in the religious revival which has already swept over the greater part of Wales, into Scotland, into Continental countries, and even (as a letter received by my father shows) to India!

I found Evan Roberts still without a message from the Holy Spirit as to where and when he should begin his work once more. Believing absolutely in, and relying implicitly upon, the guidance of the Spirit, he is writing for that message, and until he receives it will not do anything in the direction of deciding what to do, where to go, or when. His future movements, therefore, cannot be announced. He does not himself know what they will be.

Pending the message, the publication of the “thoughts,” the notes, and the gems of jottings found by me in that diary of the Godre’r Coed seven days’ silence will, I have no doubt, be read with avidity by thousands of people who have followed, and are following, the revival and the revivalist with keen interest.

SECOND DAY OF SILENCE.

Hab ii. 1. - I will stand upon my watch, and set me upon the tower, and will watch to see what he will say unto me.

I know that men will say that I watch in vain, but “Blessed are all they that wait for the Lord.”

A message to the Canadian: -

Just written (this was in English in the diary) a message for a young Scotchman who is on his way to Canada: “Is the God of Israel enough for thee?” “Yes,” was the reply, and I am told that the young man leaped up as he said it to the messenger, “Yes, a thousand times, Yes.” May God bless his efforts for Christ’s sake.

My spirit is lighter to-day than last night. My will is stronger; my heart more ready to say, “As Thou wilt, let me be.”

5.0 p.m. - I must write - “When I beheld my hands said, ‘These are Jesus’. It is Jesus that owns my body, my time, my talents, my money, my strength, my mind, my hands, my feet, my energy, my zeal, my life.’”

THE PRAYER

Written under the guidance of the Holy Spirit at Godre’r Coed, Neath, 5.15 - 30 p.m., 25 - 2 - 1905: -

Holy Spirit, purify and make all Thine own to Thy glory, and keep me to the end (if end, indeed) in Thy service. Teach me to serve; and let me not be weary in serving. Give me the joy of the servant. Teach me to be as humble as I wish to be, and as humble as Thou, the Holy and Just One, wilt have me to be. Open mine eyes to see work. Fill my heart - which Thou cleansest - with work. Direct my steps towards work - not my work, but Thine. Make clean my hands so as not to soil Thy work, work which cost God his Blood - work hallowed by sweat, yea, and tears; yea, and the Blood of my God’s Heart; work which has all the riches of God in it, upon it, and behind it, forcing it along. Forcing! Nay, there is no forcing in anything that is God’s. It is Satan that forces. God wins- draws - so, my God, draw me to Thy work - keep me in Thy work - let Thy work hold me fast, and make me a power to draw others to Thy work. Own Thy work at this time: own it for the Atonement’s sake, and think Thee of the Intercession - Thy Son, Thy Holy Son Jesus - and Thy sons - Thy servants. Give me the baptism of work, for the great Worker’s sake - Amen.

EVAN ROBERTS.

A blessing to him that readeth it.