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