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How good and how pleasant,
To dwell in unity;
Blessings are abundant,
To live in harmony.
Like a precious oil,
Being poured on the head;
Erasing all toil,
Daily work that has fed.
Ointment runs down the neck,
To the skirts of the robe;
As we plan our trek,
Preaching around the globe.
Like the dew of Hermon,
To mountains of Zion;
For preaching the sermon,
To avoid the lion.
For the Lord commanded,
The blessings forever;
As He has demanded,
Your life not to sever.
Copyright © 2021 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Living in Harmony
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