text_original: But Mary fell on her neck and kissed her, and she wept with her, because she knew that tears are healing, if only they be wiped away by the hand of God. And so, after many days, there came to her peace; nay, more, there came joy.
text_transcription: BUT MARY FELL ON HER NECK AND KISSED HER AND SHE WEPT WITH HER BECAUSE SHE KNEW THAT TEARS WERE HEALING IF ONLY THEY BE WIPED AWAY BY THE HAND OF GOD AND SO AFTER MANY DAYS THERE CAME TO HER PEACE NAY MORE THERE CAME JOY
phonemes: bˌʌt mˈɛɹi fˈɛl ˌɔn hɜː nˈɛk ænd kˈɪst hɜː, ænd ʃiː wˈɛpt wɪð hɜː, bɪkˈʌz ʃiː nˈuː ðæt tˈɛɹz ɑːɹ hˈiːlɪŋ, ɪf ˈoʊnli ðeɪ biː wˈaɪpt ɐwˈeɪ baɪ ðə hˈænd ʌv ɡˈɑːd. ænd sˈoʊ, ˈæftɚ mˈɛni dˈeɪz, ðɛɹ kˈeɪm tə hɜː pˈiːs; nˈeɪ, mˈɔːɹ, ðɛɹ kˈeɪm dʒˈɔɪ.