text_original: Whose glorious daies in England heere The mighty God maintaine, That long unto thy subjects joye Thy Grace may rule and raigne. And, Lord, we pray, for Christes sake, That all thy secret foes May come to naught, which seeke thy life And Englands lasting woes.
text_transcription: A WHOSE GLORIOUS DAYS IN ENGLAND HERE THE MIGHTY GOD MAINTAIN THAT LONG UNTO THY SUBJECTS JOY THY GRACE MAY RULE AND REIGN AND LORD WE PRAY FOR CHRISTE'S SAKE THAT ALL THY SECRET FOES MAY COME TO NOUGHT WHICH SEEK THY LIFE AND ENGLAND'S LASTING WOES
phonemes: hˌuːz ɡlˈɔːɹiəs dˈeɪəz ɪn ˈɪŋɡlənd hˈɪɹ ðə mˈaɪɾi ɡˈɑːd mˈeɪnteɪn, ðæt lˈɔŋ ˌʌntʊ ðˌaɪ sˈʌbdʒɛkts dʒˈɔɪ ðˌaɪ ɡɹˈeɪs mˈeɪ ɹˈuːl ænd ɹˈeɪni. ænd, lˈɔːɹd, wiː pɹˈeɪ, fɔːɹ kɹˈɪsts sˈeɪk, ðæt ˈɔːl ðˌaɪ sˈiːkɹᵻt fˈoʊz mˈeɪ kˈʌm tə nˈɔːt, wˌɪtʃ sˈiːk ðˌaɪ lˈaɪf ænd ˈɪŋɡləndz lˈæstɪŋ wˈoʊz.