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