Psaumes 133

1 Cantique des degrés de David.

Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brothers to dwell together in unity!

2 C’est comme un parfum sur une tête, lequel descend sur une barbe, la barbe d’Aaron,

It is like the precious ointment on the head, that ran down on the beard, even Aaron’s beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments;

3 C’est comme la rosée d’Hermon, et celle qui descend sur la montagne de Sion.

As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended on the mountains of Zion: for there the LORD commanded the blessing, even life for ever more.