133 (1) | Psalm 133 Version 1 | 6 6. 6 6. 8 8 | |
HOW pleasant here to see Kindred and friends agree, And each fulfil their part With sympathising heart, To one another look, and move In all the cares of life, and love. |
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2 | How like the ointment shed On Aaron’s priestly head, That spread its rich perfume, And pleasure filled the room: Divinely rich, divinely sweet, The place where zeal and friendship meet! |
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3 | Like fruitful showers of rain That water all the plain, Such streams of pleasure roll Through every friendly soul: Descending from the neighbouring hills, Where love like heavenly dew distils. |
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Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |