How good it is to be with the brothers!
How good it is to be with the brothers!
Fine as oil on the head running down Aaron’s beard!
Fine as oil running down Aaron’s beard!
Like dew from Hermon falling on Zion’s heights,
Like dew from Hermon falling on Zion’s heights,
There the Lord sends for evermore his blessing!
There the Lord sends for evermore his blessing!
There the Lord gives everlasting life,
There the Lord gives everlasting life!
How good it is to be with the brothers!
How good it is to be with the brothers!

Look how it is good, taste how it is sweet,
when the brothers are together!
It is like fragrant oil running down
on Aaron’s beard!
Look how it is good, taste how it is sweet…
It is like fragrant oil running down
down upon his robes!
Look how it is good, taste how it is sweet…
It is like dew coming down from Hermon
on the heights of Zion!
Look how it is good, taste how it is sweet…
There the Lord gives his blessing from heaven,
the Lord gives life eternal.
Look how it is good, taste how it is sweet…

Look how it is good,
taste how it is sweet,
the love among the brothers!
Look how it is good,
taste how it is sweet,
when brothers are together!
It is like fragrant oil running down,
running down on Aaron’s beard!
It is like fragrant oil running down
on Aaron’s beard!
Look how it is good...
It is like dew coming down from Hermon,
coming down on the Mount of Zion!
It is like dew coming down from Hermon,
on the Mount of Zion!
Look how it is good…
Because there the Lord gives us,
the Lord gives us his blessing.
Because there the Lord gives us,
the Lord gives us his love.
Look how it is good…
Because there the Lord gives us
life eternally.
Because there the Lord gives us
his everlasting life.
Look how it is good…

As a doe yearns for running streams,
so my soul is thirsting for you, my God,
My soul is thirsting for God, for the living God,
when shall I see the face of God?
Tears are my food day and night,
while my enemies say to me all day long:
"Where is your God? Where is your God?
Where is your God?"
My soul is filled with sadness
when I remember
how I used to walk
in the midst of a people rejoicing.
Why are you downcast my soul,
why do you sigh within me?
Hope in God, hope in God,
and you will praise him again.
Because he, he is my salvation.
He is my God, he is my God.
Hope in God, hope in God,
hope in God, hope in God,
and you will praise him again.
How many times have I said to God, my rock:
"Why have you forsaken me? "
Why do I walk
sadly oppressed by my enemies?
My bones are crushed
from hearing all day long:
"Where is your God?
Where is your God?"
Lord, send your light and your truth:
let them lead me to your holy temple,
then I will be able to sing to you a song of feast,
a song of joy on my guitar.
Why are you downcast my soul…

While I was asleep, my heart was awake,
the voice of my beloved I heard:
"Open to me, my sister,
open to me, my dove,
for my head is wet with dew,
my locks with the drops of the night."
He put his hand through the latch of the door,
my heart stirred within me.
I arose, running,
and my hands dripped with myrrh,
the purest myrrh from my fingers
onto the bolt of the door.
I implore you, daughters of Jerusalem,
if you find my beloved,
tell him I’m dying of love.
I opened to my beloved
but he was not there, he had already gone.
My soul fainted at his flight.
I sought him, but I did not find him,
I called him, I called him, but he did not answer.
The watchmen met me
going the rounds of the city,
they undressed me, they beat me,
the watchmen of the walls.
I implore you, daughters of Jerusalem …
Ay! If you were my brother,
I could kiss you,
without anyone being scandalised.
I implore you daughters of Jerusalem…