Behold
how good
how pleasant ’tis
When brethren dwell in one!
’Tis like the oil on Aaron’s head
Which to his skirts did run;
As dew of Hermon that descends
On Zion’s mountains o’er;
The Lord His blessing there commands
E’en life forevermore.
Hearts full of joy and honesty
We come to this love feast;
His grace thus tasting thoroughly
Our praises are increased.
Here fellowshipping mutually
What sweetness fills our heart!
Oh
may that day come speedily
When none of us must part.