The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley

Behold how good a thing
It is to dwell in peace!
How pleasing to our King
This fruit of righteousness,
When brethren all in one agree!
Who knows the joys of unity?

When all are sweetly join'd,
(True followers of the Lamb,)
The same in heart and mind,
And think and speak the same,
And all in love together dwell,
The comfort is unspeakable.

Where unity takes place,
The joys of heaven we prove;
This is the gospel-grace,
The unction from above,
The Spirit on all believers shed,
Descending swift from Christ our Head.

Where unity is found,
The sweet anointing grace
Extends to all around,
And consecrates the place;
To every waiting soul it comes,
And fills it with Divine perfumes.

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Jesus, our great High Priest,
For us the gift received;
For us and all the rest,
Who have in Him believed;
Forth from our Head the blessing goes,
And all His seamless coat o'erflows.

On all His chosen ones
The precious oil comes down:
It runs, and as it runs,
It ever will run on,
Even to His skirts—the meanest name
That longs to love the bleeding Lamb.

From Aaron's beard it rolls,
(Those nearest to His face,)
The humble, trembling souls
Who feebly sue for grace:
I know the grace for all is free,
For, lo! it reaches now to me.

Grace every morning new,
And every night, we feel,
The soft refreshing dew
That falls from Hermon's hill:
On Sion it doth sweetly fall;
The grace of One descends on all.

Even now our Lord doth pour
The blessing from above,
A kindly, gracious shower
Of heart-reviving love,
The former and the latter rain,
The love of God and love of man.

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In Him when brethren join,
And follow after peace,
The fellowship Divine
He promises to bless,
His chiefest graces to bestow,
Where two or three are met below.

The riches of His grace
In fellowship are given,
To Sion's chosen race,
The citizens of heaven;
He fills them with His choicest store,
He gives them life for evermore.

University of Virginia Library

PSALM CXXXIII.

[Behold how good a thing]