text_original: DEATH: IMMORTALITY: HEAVEN. 417, As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder shining ground; As this pale taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round; So shows my soul before the Lamb, My spirit before Thee; So in mine earthly house I am, To that I hope to be. Break up the heavens, O Lord!
text_transcription: AS THESE WHITE ROBES ARE SOILED AND DARK TO YONDER SHINING GROUND AS THIS PALE TAPER'S EARTHLY SPARK TO YONDER ARGON DROWNED SO SHOWS MY SOUL BEFORE THE LAMB MY SPIRIT BEFORE THEE SO IN MINE EARTHLY HOUSE I AM TO THAT I HOPE TO BE BREAK UP THE HEAVENS O LORD
phonemes: dˈɛθ: ɪmɔːɹtˈælᵻɾi: hˈɛvən. fˈɔːɹhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvəntˌiːn, æz ðiːz wˈaɪt ɹˈoʊbz ɑːɹ sˈɔɪld ænd dˈɑːɹk, tə jˈɑːndɚ ʃˈaɪnɪŋ ɡɹˈaʊnd; æz ðɪs pˈeɪl tˈeɪpɚz ˈɜːθli spˈɑːɹk, tə jˈɑːndɚɹ ˈɑːɹdʒənt ɹˈaʊnd; sˌoʊ ʃˈoʊz maɪ sˈoʊl bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə lˈæm, maɪ spˈɪɹɪt bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðˈiː; sˌoʊ ɪn mˈaɪn ˈɜːθli hˈaʊs aɪˈæm, tə ðæt aɪ hˈoʊp tə bˈiː. bɹˈeɪk ˌʌp ðə hˈɛvənz, ˈoʊ lˈɔːɹd!