405 Behold, how good a thing

1 Behold, how good a thing It is to dwell in peace; How pleasing to our King This fruit of righteousness; When brethren in the faith agree, How joyful is such unity! 2 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. 3 Grace, every morning new, And every night we feel The soft, refreshing dew That falls on Hermon's hill! On Zion it doth sweetly fall; The grace of one descends on all. 4 E'en 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. 5 In Him when brethren join, And follow after peace, The fellowship divine He promises to bless: His choicest graces to bestow, Where two or three are met below. 6 The riches of His grace In fellowship are given To Zion's chosen race, The citizens of heaven; He fills them with His choicest store, He gives them life for evermore.