See how good and pleasant it is,
When brothers live in harmony.
It is the precious oil anointing the head,
Running down the beard, even Aaron’s beard,
Flowing down to the hem of his vestments,
Harmony is like the dew of Mount Hermon
Falling down upon the hills of Zion.
It is here that Jehovah has bestowed
His blessings, even life everlasting.
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