Psalm.
Chapter 133.
A song of David for going up to the Temple. Oh, how wonderful, how pleasing it is when God’s people all come together as one! 
It is like the sweet-smelling oil that is poured over the high priest’s head, that runs down his beard flowing over his robes. 
It is like a gentle rain from Mount Hermon falling on Mount Zion. It is there that the LORD has promised his blessing of eternal life. 
