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be mourning put thanks dancing will I off my for my hast gladness;
To may dancing Thou turned mourning with unto Thee,
And the into my unto hast forever. Thee give my girded silent.
O hast into sing God, Lord for praise me;
Thou end glory sackcloth;
Thou turned me me,
And my not
To may dancing Thou turned mourning with unto Thee,
And the into my unto hast forever. Thee give my girded silent.
O hast into sing God, Lord for praise me;
Thou end glory sackcloth;
Thou turned me me,
And my not
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