1 Lo, what an entertaining Sight
Are Brethren that agree,
Brethren, whose chearful Hearts unite
In Bands of Piety.

2 When Streams of Love from Christ the Spring
Descend to ev'ry Soul,
And heav'nly Peace, with balmy Wing,
Shades and bedews the Whole.

3 'Tis like the Oil divinely sweet,
On Aaron's rev'rend Head,
The trickling Drops perfum'd his Feet,
And o'er his Garments spread.

4 'Tis pleasant as the Morning Dews
That fall on Sion's Hill,
Where GOD his mildest Glory shews,
And makes his Grace distil.