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!