Beauty in Union.

LO! what an entertaining sight Are brethren that agree, Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite In bands of piety. 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.

'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.

'Tis pleasant as the morning dews, That fall on Zion's hill, Where God his mildest glory shows, And makes his grace distill.