text_original: "Shall a man rage like a wild beast?" he would say. "Nay, for in so doing he is no longer a man; let him rather remain silent, remembering that God made him in his own image. The heavens are voiceless even when the earth beneath runs red with blood.
text_transcription: SHALL A MAN RAGE LIKE A WILD BEAST HE WOULD SAY NAY FOR IN SO DOING HE IS NO LONGER A MAN LET HIM RATHER REMAIN SILENT REMEMBERING THAT GOD MADE HIM IN HIS OWN IMAGE THE HEAVENS ARE VOICELESS EVEN WHEN THE EARTH BENEATH RUNS RED WITH BLOOD
phonemes: "ʃˌæl ɐ mˈæn ɹˈeɪdʒ lˈaɪk ɐ wˈaɪld bˈiːst?" hiː wʊd sˈeɪ. "nˈeɪ, fɔːɹ ɪn sˌoʊ dˌuːɪŋ hiː ɪz nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚɹ ɐ mˈæn; lˈɛt hˌɪm ɹˈæðɚ ɹᵻmˈeɪn sˈaɪlənt, ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚɹɪŋ ðæt ɡˈɑːd mˌeɪd hˌɪm ɪn hɪz ˈoʊn ˈɪmɪdʒ. ðə hˈɛvənz ɑːɹ vˈɔɪsləs ˈiːvən wɛn ðɪ ˈɜːθ bᵻnˌiːθ ɹˈʌnz ɹˈɛd wɪð blˈʌd.