text_original: Thou takest to thee strange wine, and the kiss of the asp that it comfort thee. 136 "THE FORtr fHIRD CHAPTER OF JOB 16. Awake, let it be always day with thee I BCnow that I am the Lord, 17. Who ordaineth His truth as the mountains, and the dust as stars that conceive; 18.
text_transcription: THOU TAKEST TO THEE STRANGE WINE AND THE KISS OF THE ASP THAT IT COMFORT THEE SIXTEEN AWAKE LET IT BE ALWAYS STAY WITH THEE KNOW THAT I AM THE LORD SEVENTEEN WHO ORDAINETH HIS TRUTH AS THE MOUNTAINS AND THE DUST AS STARS THAT CONCEIVE EI
phonemes: ðˈaʊ tˈeɪkɪst tə ðiː stɹˈeɪndʒ wˈaɪn, ænd ðə kˈɪs ʌvðɪ ˈæsp ðˌɐɾɪt kˈʌmfɚt ðˈiː. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi sˈɪks "ðə fˈoʊ ˌɑːɹtˌiːˈɑːɹ ˈɛf hˈɜːd tʃˈæptɚɹ ʌv dʒˈɑːb sˈɪkstiːn. ɐwˈeɪk, lˈɛt ɪt biː ˈɔːlweɪz dˈeɪ wɪð ðiː aɪ bˈiː sˈiːnˈaʊ ðæt aɪɐm ðə lˈɔːɹd, sˈɛvəntˌiːn. hˌuː ˈɔːɹdeɪnəθ hɪz tɹˈuːθ æz ðə mˈaʊntɪnz, ænd ðə dˈʌst æz stˈɑːɹz ðæt kənsˈiːv; ˈeɪtiːn.