Lo What A Pleasant Sight

Lo, what a pleasing sight
Are brethren that agree!
How blest are all whose hearts unite
In bonds of piety!

From those celestial springs,
Such streams of comfort flow,
As no increase of riches brings,
Nor honors can bestow.

All in their stations move,
And each performs his part,
In all the cares of life and love,
With sympathizing heart.

Formed for the purest joys,
By one desire possesed,
One aim the zeal of all employs,
To make each other blest.

No bliss can equal theirs,
Where such affections meet;
While praise devout, and mingled pray’rs,
Make their communion sweet.

‘Tis the same pleasure fills
The breast in worlds above,
Where joy like morning dew distils,
And all the air is love.