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