- O how happy a thing it is,
- and joyful for to see
- Brethren together fast to hold,
- the band of amity!
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- 2 It calls to mind the sweet perfume,
- and that costly ointment,
- Which on the Sacrifcer’s head,
- by God’s precept was spent.
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- 3 It wet not Aaron’s head alone,
- but drenched his beard throughout:
- And finally it did run down
- his rich attire about:
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- 4 And as the lower ground doth drink
- the dew of Hermon hill:
- And Zion with her silver drops,
- the fields with fruit doth fill.
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- 5 Even so the Lord doth pour on them,
- his blessings manifold:
- Whose hearts and minds without all guile,
- this knot do keep and hold.
