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