One of the Psalms of Ascents, song sung by pilgrims to Jerusalem as they climbed the roads into the city (Jerusalem is, truly, a city on a hill). Imagine people coming from all over to celebrate Passover in Jerusalem. All kind of people from all kinds of places. What they hold in common is their trust in God. This is a hope in which we could all rest.
Psalm 133
1 How very good and pleasant it is
when kindred live together in unity!
2 It is like the precious oil on the head,
running down upon the beard,
on the beard of Aaron,
running down over the collar of his robes.
3 It is like the dew of Hermon,
which falls on the mountains of Zion.
For there the Lord ordained his blessing,
life forevermore.
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