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