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1 Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. Gade byen, a la bon e agreyab pou frè yo viv ak tèt ansanm!
A song of degrees or Psalme of David. Behold, howe good and howe comely a thing it is, brethren to dwell euen together.
2 Se tankou lwil presye ki koule sou tèt, vin desann jis sou bab, menm bab Aaron, vin desann rive sou kote vètman li.
It is like to the precious oyntment vpon the head, that runneth downe vpon the beard, euen vnto Aarons beard, which went downe on the border of his garments:
3 Se tankou lawouze Mòn Hermon ki vin desann sou mòn Sion nan; paske la, SENYÈ a te kòmande benediksyon an——lavi jis pou tout tan.
And as the dew of Hermon, which falleth vpon the mountaines of Zion: for there the Lord appointed the blessing and life for euer.

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