text_original: Yet thou hast called him, nor art thou unkind, O Love Divine, for 'tis thy will That gracious natures leave their love behind To work for Freedom still.
text_transcription: YET THOU HAST CALLED HIM NOR ART THOU UNKIND O LOVE DIVINE FOR TIS THY WILL THAT GRACIOUS NATURES LEAVE THEIR LOVE BEHIND TO WORK FOR FREEDOM STILL
phonemes: jˈɛt ðˈaʊ hˈeɪst kˈɔːld hˌɪm, nˈɔːɹ ˈɑːɹt ðˈaʊ ʌŋkˈaɪnd, ˈoʊ lˈʌv dᵻvˈaɪn, fɔːɹ tˈɪz ðˌaɪ wɪl ðæt ɡɹˈeɪʃəs nˈeɪtʃɚz lˈiːv ðɛɹ lˈʌv bᵻhˌaɪnd tə wˈɜːk fɔːɹ fɹˈiːdəm stˈɪl.