4-6s & 2-8s. Psalm cxxxiii. 1 BEHOLD, how good a thing It is to dwell in peace; How pleasing to our King This fruit of righteousness; When brethren all in one agree, Who knows the joys of unity!
2 When all are sweetly joined, (True followers of the Lamb) The same in heart and mind, And think and speak the same; And all in love together dwell; The comfort is unspeakable.
3 Where unity takes place, The joys of heaven we prove; This is the gospel grace, The unction from above, The Spirit on all believers shed, Descending swift from Christ our Head.
4 Where unity is found, The sweet anointing grace Extends to all around, And consecrates the place; To every waiting soul it comes, And fills it with divine perfumes.
5 Grace every morning new, And every night, we feel; The soft, refreshing dew That falls on Hermon's hill! On Zion it doth sweetly fall; The grace of one descends on all.
6 Even now our Lord doth pour The blessing from above, A kindly, gracious shower Of heart-reviving love, The former and the latter rain, The love of God and love of man.
7 In him when brethren join, And follow after peace, The fellowship divine He promises to bless; His choicest graces to bestow, Where two or three are met below.
8 The riches of his grace In fellowship are given To Zion's chosen race, The citizens of heaven: He fills them with his choicest store, He gives them life for evermore.
