Lo, What an Entertaining Sight

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 ev­ery soul

And heav’n­ly peace with bal­my wing

Bedews and shades the whole.

’Tis like the oil

di­vin­ely sweet

On Aar­on’s rev­ere­nd head

The trick­ling drops per­fumed his feet

And o’er his gar­ments spread.

’Tis plea­sant as the morn­ing dews

That fall on Si­on’s hill

Where God His mild­est glo­ry shows

And makes His grace dis­till.