Behold, how plea­sant and how good
That we, one Lord con­fess­ing,
Together dwell in bro­ther­hood,
Our un­ity ex­press­ing.
’Tis like the oil on Aar­on’s head,
The seal of or­di­na­tion,
That o’er his robes the sweet­ness shed
Of per­fect con­se­cra­tion.

Behold, how plea­sant and how good
That we, one Lord con­fess­ing,
Together dwell in bro­ther­hood,
Our un­ity exp­ress­ing.
’Tis like the dew from Her­mon fair
On Zi­on’s hill des­cend­ing;
The Lord com­mands His bless­ing here
In life that is un­end­ing.