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