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