text_original: And at this hour, my lord, I well know what strength of love our Lord has put in us three; for that which seemed to me impossible, thinking only of my  self, is easy in the memory of you ; and this makes me desire, for your good, things which the pains of death should not have made me wish for my own repose."
text_transcription: AND AT THIS HOUR MY LORD I WELL KNOW WHAT STRENGTH OF LOVE OUR LORD HAS PUT IN US THREE FOR THAT WHICH SEEMED TO ME IMPOSSIBLE THINKING ONLY OF MYSELF IS EASY IN THE MEMORY OF YOU AND THIS MAKES ME DESIRE FOR YOUR GOOD THINGS WHICH THE PAINS DEATH SHOULD NOT HAVE MADE ME WISH FOR MY OWN REPOSE
phonemes: ænd æt ðɪs ˈaʊɚ, maɪ lˈɔːɹd, aɪ wˈɛl nˈoʊ wʌt stɹˈɛŋθ ʌv lˈʌv ˌaʊɚ lˈɔːɹd hɐz pˌʊt ɪn ˌʌs θɹˈiː; fɔːɹ ðæt wˌɪtʃ sˈiːmd tə mˌiː ɪmpˈɑːsᵻbəl, θˈɪŋkɪŋ ˈoʊnli ʌv maɪ sˈɛlf, ɪz ˈiːzi ɪnðə mˈɛmɚɹi ʌv juː ; ænd ðɪs mˌeɪks mˌiː dɪzˈaɪɚ, fɔːɹ jʊɹ ɡˈʊd, θˈɪŋz wˌɪtʃ ðə pˈeɪnz ʌv dˈɛθ ʃˌʊd nˌɑːɾɐv mˌeɪd mˌiː wˈɪʃ fɔːɹ maɪ ˈoʊn ɹᵻpˈoʊz."