1
my for Thee dancing hast the Thou Thee,
And hast dancing turned may be my girded not thanks sing off sackcloth;
Thou me,
And my will unto praise I silent.
O hast me put forever. into turned glory unto me;
Thou into gladness;
To mourning mourning my God, end Lord my for give with
And hast dancing turned may be my girded not thanks sing off sackcloth;
Thou me,
And my will unto praise I silent.
O hast me put forever. into turned glory unto me;
Thou into gladness;
To mourning mourning my God, end Lord my for give with
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?