Psalm 133

Psa 133:1 A Song of Ascents. Of David. Behold! How good and how pleasant is the living of brothers, even in unity.
Psa 133:2 It is like the precious oil on the head that ran down on the beard, Aaron’s beard, going down to the mouth of his garments;
Psa 133:3 like the dew of Hermon coming down on the mountains of Zion; for there Jehovah commanded the blessing: life till everlasting.

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