How beautiful the sight

Verse 1

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.

Verse 2

'Tis like the dew that fill the cups of Hermon's flow'rs; or Zion's fruitful hill, bright with the drops of show'rs, when mingling odors breathe around, and glory rests on all the ground.

Verse 3

For there the LORD commands blessings, a boundless store, from His unsparing hands– yea, life for evermore; thrice happy they who meet above to spend eternity in love.