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