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You give us beauty, beauty for ashes,
Lord in Israel,
You give us laughter instead of mourning,
Lord You treat us well.
Instead of heaviness You give us praise,
You make our hearts to sing,
No shame or dishonour, just riches and honour
You've given Your people to possess.
You give us beauty, beauty for ashes,
Lord how Your people are blessed.


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