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