text_original: Who hath convoked their chariots against the lamps of Evil, and their swords against the abyss. 46. Who healeth the day with night, and thy heart's wound with the hands of little children; 47. Even they that seek the breast in darkness, hushing the voices that were aforetime. 48. The wind cometh, the dust is troubled for a season, but hath rest when the wind departeth.
text_transcription: WHO HATH CONVOKED THEIR CHARIOTS AGAINST THE LAMPS OF EVIL AND THEIR SWORDS AGAINST THE ABYSS FORTY SIX WHO HEALETH THE DAY WITH NIGHT AND THY HEART'S WOUND WITH THE HANDS OF LITTLE CHILDREN FORTY SEVEN EVEN THEY THAT SEEK THE BREAST IN DARKNESS HUSHING THE VOICES THAT WERE FORETIME FORTY EIGHT THE WIND COMETH THE DUST IS TROUBLED FOR A SEASON BUT HATH REST WHEN THE WIND DEPARTETH
phonemes: hˌuː hæθ kənvˈoʊkt ðɛɹ tʃˈæɹiəts ɐɡˈɛnst ðə lˈæmps ʌv ˈiːvəl, ænd ðɛɹ sˈɔːɹdz ɐɡˈɛnst ðɪ ɐbˈɪs. fˈɔːɹɾi sˈɪks. hˌuː hˈiːləθ ðə dˈeɪ wɪð nˈaɪt, ænd ðˌaɪ hˈɑːɹts wˈuːnd wɪððə hˈændz ʌv lˈɪɾəl tʃˈɪldɹən; fˈɔːɹɾi sˈɛvən. ˈiːvən ðeɪ ðæt sˈiːk ðə bɹˈɛst ɪn dˈɑːɹknəs, hˈʌʃɪŋ ðə vˈɔɪsᵻz ðæt wɜːɹ ɐfˈɔːɹtaɪm. fˈɔːɹɾi ˈeɪt. ðə wˈɪnd kˈʌməθ, ðə dˈʌst ɪz tɹˈʌbəld fɚɹə sˈiːzən, bˌʌt hæθ ɹˈɛst wɛn ðə wˈɪnd dᵻpˈɑːɹɾəθ.