Isaac Watts (Исаак Уоттс)

Psalm 133 (Blest are the sons of peace)

Communion of saints; or, 
Love and worship in a family.

Blest are the sons of peace,
Whose hearts and hopes are one,
Whose kind designs to serve and please
Through all their actions run.

Blest is the pious house
Where zeal and friendship meet;
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows,
Make their communion sweet.

Thus when on Aaron's head
They poured the rich perfume,
The oil through all his raiment spread,
And pleasure filled the room.

Thus on the heav'nly hills
The saints are bless'd above,
Where joy, like morning dew, distils,
And all the air is love.

1. Hymn 115
2. Psalm 11 (My refuge is the God of love)
3. Hymn 31 (Why should we start, and fear to die)
4. Hymn 68 (Father, I long, I faint to see)
5. Hymn 99 (Let the whole race of creatures lie)

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