text_original: Our ignoble Emancipation Pro  clamation had furnished no rock of moral principle on which to plant her feet while she struggled in that bloody surf. God was blotting out our name from among the nations, that he miglit plant here a gov  ernment worthy of such a country.
text_transcription: OUR IGNOBLE EMANCIPATION PROCLAMATION HAD FURNISHED NO ROCK OF MORAL PRINCIPLE ON WHICH TO PLANT HER FEET WHILE SHE STRUGGLED IN THAT BLOODY SURF GOD WAS BLOTTING OUT OUR NAME FROM AMONG THE NATIONS THAT HE MIGHT PLANT HERE A GOVERNMENT WORTHY OF SUCH A COUNTRY
phonemes: ˌaʊɚɹ ɪɡnˈoʊbəl ɪmˌænsɪpˈeɪʃən pɹˈoʊ klæmˈeɪʃən hæd fˈɜːnɪʃt nˈoʊ ɹˈɑːk ʌv mˈɔːɹəl pɹˈɪnsɪpəl ˌɔn wˌɪtʃ tə plˈænt hɜː fˈiːt wˌaɪl ʃiː stɹˈʌɡəld ɪn ðæt blˈʌdi sˈɜːf. ɡˈɑːd wʌz blˈɑːɾɪŋ ˈaʊt ˌaʊɚ nˈeɪm fɹʌm ɐmˌʌŋ ðə nˈeɪʃənz, ðæt hiː mˈɪɡlɪt plˈænt hˈɪɹ ɐ ɡˈɑːv ˈɜːnmənt wˈɜːði ʌv sˈʌtʃ ɐ kˈʌntɹi.