Psalm 132

A song of ascents.

Behold now, what is so good or so pleasant as for brethren to dwell together in unity? It is like the oil of myrrh upon the head, that runneth down upon the beard, even Aaron’s beard, that runneth down to the fringe of his garment.
As the dew of Aermon, that descendeth upon the mountains of Zion: for there the Lord commanded His blessing, even life for evermore.