text_original: Patient, pure, she took the burden of this life unto His feet, Who hath called His loved and bid them come unto His presence sweet; All she leaveth, gladly answering her beloved Master's call, And for her the shadowy valley had no terror to appal.
text_transcription: PATIENT PURE SHE TOOK THE BURDEN OF THIS LIFE UNTO HIS FEET HE WHO HATH CALLED HIS LOVE AND BID THEM COME UNTO HIS PRESENCE SWEET ALL SHE LEAVETH GLADLY ANSWERING HER BELOVED MASTER'S CALL AND FOR HER THE SHADOWY VALLEY HAD NO TERROR TO APPALL
phonemes: pˈeɪʃənt, pjˈʊɹ, ʃiː tˈʊk ðə bˈɜːdən ʌv ðɪs lˈaɪf ˌʌntʊ hɪz fˈiːt, hˌuː hæθ kˈɔːld hɪz lˈʌvd ænd bˈɪd ðˌɛm kˈʌm ˌʌntʊ hɪz pɹˈɛzəns swˈiːt; ˈɔːl ʃiː lˈiːvəθ, ɡlˈædli ˈænsɚɹɪŋ hɜː bᵻlˈʌvd mˈæstɚz kˈɔːl, ænd fɔːɹ hɜː ðə ʃˈædoʊi vˈæli hæd nˈoʊ tˈɛɹɚ tʊ ɐpˈɔːl.