1 How vast must their advantage be!

how great their pleasure prove!

Who live like brethren, and consent

in offices of love!

2 True love is like that precious oil,

which, poured on Aaron's head,

Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes

its costly moisture shed.

3 'Tis like refreshing dew, which does

on Hermon's top distil;

Or like the early drops that fall

on Zion's fruitful hill.

4 For Zion is the chosen seat,

where the Almighty King

The promised blessing has ordained,

and life's eternal spring.