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