How Pleasant

1How pleasant, how divine it is
To see brethren dwell in love;
The eye of God with pleasure sees,
What angels praise above.

2It is like precious balm poured forth
On Aaron's sacred head;
That ran down his beard and clothes,
With fragrant odors spread.

3It is like Hermon's pearly dew
That gently falls at night;
On Zion's hill, where God bestows
His blessings and delight.

4For there the Lord has promised life,
Eternal life to give;
O happy people, happy land,
Where saints in union live.