text_original: As a young bird fallen from its nest Beats wildly the kind hand against That lifts it up, so tremblingly Our hearts lie in God's hand, as He Uplifts them by His loving will, Oh, heart, be still  be still!
text_transcription: AS A YOUNG BIRD FALLEN FROM ITS NEST BEATS WILDLY THE KIND HAND AGAINST THAT LIFTS IT UP SO TREMBLINGLY OUR HEARTS LIE IN GOD'S HAND AS HE UPLIFTS THEM BY HIS LOVING WILL O HEART BE STILL BE STILL
phonemes: æz ɐ jˈʌŋ bˈɜːd fˈɔːlən fɹʌm ɪts nˈɛst bˈiːts wˈaɪldli ðə kˈaɪnd hˈænd ɐɡˈɛnst ðæt lˈɪfts ɪɾ ˈʌp, sˌoʊ tɹˈɛmblɪŋli ˌaʊɚ hˈɑːɹts lˈaɪ ɪn ɡˈɑːdz hˈænd, æz hiː ʌplˈɪfts ðˌɛm baɪ hɪz lˈʌvɪŋ wˈɪl, ˈoʊ, hˈɑːɹt, biː stˈɪl biː stˈɪl!