text_original: And through your devising we are come back again from the murky gloom and from our merciless bonds, enjoying what we looked not for, O lord, son of Cronos.
text_transcription: AND THROUGH YOUR DEVISING WE HAVE COME BACK AGAIN FROM THE MURKY GLOOM AND FROM OUR MERCILESS BONDS ENJOYING WHAT WE LOOKED NOT FOR O LORD SON OF CRONOS
phonemes: ænd θɹuː jʊɹ dɪvˈaɪzɪŋ wiː ɑːɹ kˈʌm bˈæk ɐɡˈɛn fɹʌmðə mˈɜːki ɡlˈuːm ænd fɹʌm ˌaʊɚ mˈɜːsiləs bˈɑːndz, ɛndʒˈɔɪɪŋ wʌt wiː lˈʊkt nˌɑːt fɔːɹ, ˈoʊ lˈɔːɹd, sˈʌn ʌv kɹˈoʊnoʊz.