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