Contentment is a divine thing; it becomes ours, not by acquisition, but by infusion; it is a slip taken off from the tree of life, and planted by the spirit of God in the soul; it is a fruit that grows not in the garden of philosophy, but is of heavenly birth; it is therefore very observable that contentment is an intrinsical thing; it lies within a man; not in the bark, but in the root. Contentment hath both its fountain and stream in the soul. The beam has not its light from the air; the beams of comfort which a contented man has do not arise from foreign comforts, but from within ! Contentment doth not appear only now and then, as some stars which are seen but seldom; it is a settled temper of the heart, it is not casual but constant.
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