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