1 Blest are the sons of peace,
Whose hearts and hopes are one,
Whose kind designs to serve and please,
Through all their actions run.
2 Blest is the pious house,
Where zeal and friendship meet;
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows
Make their communion sweet.
3 Thus when on Aaron's head
They pour'd the rich perfume,
The oil thro' all his raiment spread,
And pleasure fill'd the room.
4 Thus on the heav'nly hills
The saints are blest above,
Where joy like morning dew, distills,
And all the air is love.
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First Line: | Blest are the sons of peace |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |