PsalmitLuku 133

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A song of ascents. Of David. How good it is, how pleasant, when brothers dwell together in unity!
It is like fine oil poured on the head, running down the beard, down Aaron's beard, running down over the collar of his robes.
It is like the dew of Hermon running down on the mountains of Zion. For there the LORD bestowed his blessing: life forevermore.