“I have wandered through the woods, reflecting on the goodness of the LORD,” writes Newton. “Many a time I have restored the beautiful lines of Propertius* to the right owner; lines full of wonder and comfort when in the mouth of a believer:
‘In deserted woods with thee, my God,
Where human footsteps never trod,
How happy I could be!
‘Thou my repose from care, my Light,
Amidst the darkness of the night,
In solitude my Company.’”
*An ancient poet.