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