Psalm 133 1 A Song of Pilgrimage. Of David. Behold, how good, how pleasant for Brothers to live in unity! 2 Like precious oil upon the head, That ran down on the beard to pour On Aaron, what a beard to see, That dripped and spotted his skirts spread. 3 Like dew on Hermon that comes down Upon the mountains to the town Of the fortress, for there has YHWH Commanded blessing, life in view. The Levite priesthood was an institution Of power that produced times of constitution Ungloried by Korah and others spread To hope for hand and influence on bread. The call to unity is always made In sweetness, but before the stern parade Of competition for the crosier’s staff. Only the burning seraphim can laugh. Beloved, the precious oil no longer’s found, And even the sweet recipe, I’m bound, Is now uncertain, while the heifer’s load Of ashes to cleanse all sacred abode Is unknown to the people in their mode. I praise You all priestcraft’s down on the ground. From The Beloved and I by Thomas McElwain
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 04:12:44 +0000
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