Think not that it is with the godly, as the Prophet says of the wicked, that there is no peace to them. The Septuagint reads it, no joy; certainly it is true; there is no true joy to the wicked: they may revel and make a noise, but they rejoice not. The laughter of the fool is as the crackling of thorns under the pot, a great noise but little heat, and soon at an end. There is no continuing feast, but that of a good conscience. Wickedness and real joy cannot dwell together, as the very moralist Seneca hath it often, and at large. But he that can say, The righteousness of Jesus Christ is mine, and in him the favour of God, and the hope of eternal happiness, hath such a light as can shine in the darkest dungeon, yea, in the dark valley of the shadow of death itself.
Robert Leighton — A Practical Commentary upon the First Epistle General of Peter, vol. 1, on 1 Peter 1:8 (Philadelphia: Presbyterian Board of Publication, [1864]), p. 110
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