1 Blest are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one, Whose kind designs to serve and please Thro' all their actions run.
2 Blest is the pious house Where seat 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 heavenly hills The saints are blest above, Where joy like morning dew distils, And all the air is love.