text_original: 'Twas not _Amaleck_'s vanquisht Cry, Nor _Israels_ shout of Victory, That could in _Saul_ the rising Passion lay, 'Twas the soft strains of _David_'s Lyre the Evil Spirit chace't away.
text_transcription: TWAS NOT AMALEK'S VANQUISH'D CRY NOR ISRAEL'S SHOUT OF VICTORY THAT COULD IN SOUL THE RISING PASSION LAY TWAS THESE SOFT STRAINS OF DAVID'S LYRE THE EVIL SPIRIT CHASED AWAY
phonemes: twˈɑːz nˌɑːt ɐmˈeɪlək ˈɛs vˈæŋkwɪʃt kɹˈaɪ, nˈɔːɹ ˈɪzɹiːəlz ʃˈaʊt ʌv vˈɪktɚɹi, ðæt kʊd ɪn sˈɔːl ðə ɹˈaɪzɪŋ pˈæʃən lˈeɪ, twˈɑːz ðə sˈɔft stɹˈeɪnz ʌv dˈeɪvɪd ˈɛs lˈaɪɚ ðɪ ˈiːvəl spˈɪɹɪt tʃˈeɪst ɐwˈeɪ.