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CH. 133
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A song of ascents. Of David. How good and pleasant it is when brothers live together in unity!
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It is like precious oil poured on the head, running down on the beard, running down on Aaron's beard, down upon the collar of his robes.
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It is as if the dew of Hermon were falling on Mount Zion. For there the LORD bestows his blessing, even life forevermore.