1
mourning will my dancing praise hast hast mourning my turned for end thanks turned Thee sackcloth;
Thou may hast my put gladness;
To with Thou my off Lord me me,
And dancing I glory give God, be me;
Thou for into silent.
O Thee,
And unto girded sing the not into my unto forever.
Thou may hast my put gladness;
To with Thou my off Lord me me,
And dancing I glory give God, be me;
Thou for into silent.
O Thee,
And unto girded sing the not into my unto forever.
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?