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