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All who hate me whisper together against me. They imagine the worst for me.
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Verse 7. Little hill of Sion. I hope that I shall soon again behold the fertile regions along the Jordan. Calmet.—But these hills of Hermon, and so forth are nothing when compared with heaven: They serve only to remind us of our banishment. Bert.—The difficulties of our present abode, hemmed in on all sides, teach us to place our hopes in heaven. Worthington.
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