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