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