James B. Finley was not yet converted to Christ when he attended the huge revival meeting at Cane Ridge, Kentucky, in 1801. He later became a preacher and missionary to the western Indians. He recalled how overwhelming the Cane Ridge revival had been: The noise was like the roar of Niagara. The vast sea of human beings seemed to be agitated as if by a storm. I counted seven ministers, all preaching at one time, some on stumps, others in wagons, and one . . . was standing on a tree which had, in falling, lodged against . . . another. Some of the people were singing, others praying, some crying for mercy in the most piteous accents, while others were shouting most vociferously. While witnessing these scenes, a peculiarly-strange sensation, such as I had never felt before, came over me. My heart beat tumultuously, my knees trembled...