Behold, how pleasant and how good
That we, one Lord confessing,
Together dwell in brotherhood,
Our unity expressing.
’Tis like the oil on Aaron’s head,
The seal of ordination,
That o’er his robes the sweetness shed
Of perfect consecration.

Behold, how pleasant and how good
That we, one Lord confessing,
Together dwell in brotherhood,
Our unity expressing.
’Tis like the dew from Hermon fair
On Zion’s hill descending;
The Lord commands His blessing here
In life that is unending.

How beautiful the sight
Of brethren who agree
In friendship to unite,
And bonds of charity;
’Tis like the precious ointment, shed
O’er all his robes, from Aaron’s head.

’Tis like the dews that fill
The cups of Hermon’s flowers;
Or Zion’s fruitful hill,
Bright with the drops of showers,
When mingling odors breathe around,
And glory rests on all the ground

For there the Lord commands
Blessings, a boundless store,
From His unsparing hands,
Yea, life forevermore;
Thrice happy they who meet above
To spend eternity in love!

How good and pleasant is the sight
When brethren make it their delight
To dwell in blest accord;
Such love is like anointing oil
That consecrates for holy toil
The servants of the Lord.

Such love in peace and joy distils,
As o’er the slopes of Hermon’s hills
Refreshing dew descends;
The Lord commands His blessing there,
And they that walk in love shall share
In life that never ends.

How good and pleasant is the sight
When brethren make it their delight
To dwell in blest accord;
The Lord commands His blessing there,
And they that walk in love shall share
In life that never ends.

How sweet, how heavenly is the sight,
When those that love the Lord
In one another’s peace delight,
And so fulfill His Word!

When each can feel his brother’s sigh
And with him bear a part!
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart!

When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,
Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother’s failings hide,
And show a brother’s love!

When love, in one delightful stream,
Through every bosom flows,
When union sweet, and dear esteem,
In every action glows.

Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above;
And he’s an heir of Heaven who finds
His bosom glow with love.

O Lord, how joyful ’tis to see
The brethren join in love to Thee!
On Thee alone their heart relies
Their only strength Thy grace supplies.

How sweet within Thy holy place
With one accord to sing Thy grace,
Besieging Thine attentive ear
With all the force of fervent prayer!

O may we love the house of God,
Of peace and joy the blest abode;
O may no angry strife destroy
That sacred peace, that holy joy.

The world without may rage, but we
Will only cling more close to Thee,
With hearts to Thee more wholly giv’n,
More weaned from earth, more fixed on Heav’n.

Lord, shower upon us from above
The sacred gift of mutual love;
Each other’s wants may we supply,
And reign together in the sky.

Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him, all creatures here below,
Praise Him above, angelic host,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

The Spirit binds us to our Lord
But once in Him we find
Communion sweet, as oil outpoured,
With kindred hearts and minds.

Beneath His yoke, our easy tie,
We count as common store
Our gifts and graces—rich supply
For him who needs them more.

Such aid is giv’n to those who call
On Christ’s name anywhere:
Their outward need is borne by all,
As much as each can bear.

But outward aid alone won’t fill
The storehouse of the saints,
For inward aid is better still
To Christian supplicants.

We, by our Faith, are bound to meet
In worship of the Lord,
And flood our Father’s mercy seat
With prayers in one accord.

May God’s own Spirit keep us ?til
We meet at heaven’s door
And gifts we shared below then will
Be changed for heav’nly store.