text_original: Sorrow turned to the touch of God, Death became but His welcoming nod.
text_transcription: SORROW TURNED TO THE TOUCH OF GOD DEATH BECAME BUT HIS WELCOMING NOD
phonemes: sˈɑːɹoʊ tˈɜːnd tə ðə tˈʌtʃ ʌv ɡˈɑːd, dˈɛθ bɪkˌeɪm bˌʌt hɪz wˈɛlkʌmɪŋ nˈɑːd.