text_original: 142 REST ON. Rest on, till peace thy heart shall steep, Thou dear thing tempest tost ; Thou hast waded through the waters deep Where souls are well nigh lost. Rest an, and place thy hand in mine, Till peace shall come to thee, And the sun once more in thy Heaven shall shine, And the great load lifted be.
text_transcription: REST ON REST ON TILL PEACE THY HEART SHALL STEEP THOU DEAR THING TEMPEST TOSSED THOU HAST WADED THROUGH THE WATERS DEEP WHERE SOULS ARE WELL NIGH LOST REST ON AND PLACE THY HAND IN MINE TILL PEACE SHALL COME TO THEE AND THE SUN ONCE MORE IN THY HEAVEN SHALL SHINE AND THE GREAT LOAD LIFTED BE
phonemes: wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi tˈuː ɹˈɛst ˈɔn. ɹˈɛst ˈɔn, tˈɪl pˈiːs ðˌaɪ hˈɑːɹt ʃˌæl stˈiːp, ðˈaʊ dˈɪɹ θˈɪŋ tˈɛmpɪst tˈɑːst ; ðˈaʊ hˈeɪst wˈeɪdᵻd θɹuː ðə wˈɔːɾɚz dˈiːp wˌɛɹ sˈoʊlz ɑːɹ wˈɛl nˈaɪ lˈɔst. ɹˈɛst æn, ænd plˈeɪs ðˌaɪ hˈænd ɪn mˈaɪn, tˈɪl pˈiːs ʃˌæl kˈʌm tə ðˈiː, ænd ðə sˈʌn wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ ɪn ðˌaɪ hˈɛvən ʃˌæl ʃˈaɪn, ænd ðə ɡɹˈeɪt lˈoʊd lˈɪftᵻd bˈiː.