text_original: They shall not fall on stony ground, But, yielding all their hundred fold, Shall shed a peacefulness around, Whose strengthening joy may not be told, So shall thy name be blest of all, And thy remembrance never die; For of that seed shall surely fall In the fair garden of Eternity.
text_transcription: THEY SHALL NOT FALL ON STONY GROUND BUT YIELDING ALL THEIR HUNDREDFOLD SHALL SHED A PEACEFULNESS AROUND WHOSE STRENGTHENING JOY MAY NOT BE TOLD SO SHALL THY NAME BE BLEST OF ALL IN THY REMEMBRANCE NEVER DIE FOR OF THAT SIEGE SHALL SURELY FALL IN THE FAIR GARDEN OF ETERNITY
phonemes: ðeɪ ʃˌæl nˌɑːt fˈɔːl ˌɔn stˈoʊni ɡɹˈaʊnd, bˌʌt, jˈiːldɪŋ ˈɔːl ðɛɹ hˈʌndɹɪd fˈoʊld, ʃˌæl ʃˈɛd ɐ pˈiːsfəlnəs ɚɹˈaʊnd, hˌuːz stɹˈɛŋθənɪŋ dʒˈɔɪ mˈeɪ nˌɑːt biː tˈoʊld, sˌoʊ ʃˌæl ðˌaɪ nˈeɪm biː blˈɛst ʌv ˈɔːl, ænd ðˌaɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɹəns nˈɛvɚ dˈaɪ; fɔːɹ ʌv ðæt sˈiːd ʃˌæl ʃˈʊɹli fˈɔːl ɪnðə fˈɛɹ ɡˈɑːɹdən ʌv ɪtˈɜːnᵻɾi.