Tune: Galilee
('Jesus calls us o'er the tumult')
Psalm 133
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Behold, how good and how pleasant
It be, it is heaven-sent
For brethren to dwell together
In unity, we concur
It is like the precious ointment
Poured on the head, no relent
On the head of Aaron, high priest
Blessings unto greatest, least
It an oil poured upon his head
That he in holy steps tread
At his anointing, did flow down
From his beard unto his gown
It be as dew of Hermon's mount
Sparkling as a blessing's fount
And upon the mounts of Zion
There refreshing for each one
For there the LORD He commanded
Blessing, and His people led
The blessing it life for e'ermore
Eternal. safe in Him sure
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: April 29th, 2021 02:39
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.7.8.7. metre.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Well done, Orchie.
Thanks Jerry.
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
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