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