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