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