text_original: Flung to the heedless winds, Or on the waters cast, The martyrs' ashes, watched, Shall gathered be at last ; And from that scattered dust, Around us and abroad, Shall spring a plenteous seed Of witnesses for God.
text_transcription: FLUNG TO THE HEEDLESS WINDS OR ON THE WATERS CAST THE MARTIUS ASHES WATCHED SHALL GATHERED BE AT LAST AND FROM THAT SCATTERED DUST AROUND US AND ABROAD SHALL SPRING A PLENTEOUS SEAT OF WITNESSES FOR GOD
phonemes: flˈʌŋ tə ðə hˈiːdləs wˈɪndz, ɔːɹ ɔnðə wˈɔːɾɚz kˈæst, ðə mˈɑːɹɾɚz ˈæʃᵻz, wˈɑːtʃt, ʃˌæl ɡˈæðɚd biː æt lˈæst ; ænd fɹʌm ðæt skˈæɾɚd dˈʌst, ɚɹˈaʊnd ˌʌs ænd ɐbɹˈɔːd, ʃˌæl spɹˈɪŋ ɐ plˈɛntiəs sˈiːd ʌv wˈɪtnəsᵻz fɔːɹ ɡˈɑːd.