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