text_original: For liberty a champion stout, Though not so Gospel ward devout. While others, hither sent to save us Come but to plunder and enslave us; Nor ever own'd a power divine, But Mammon, and the German line.
text_transcription: FOR LIBERTY A CHAMPION STOUT THOUGH NOT SO GOSPEL WARD DEVOUT WHILE OTHERS HITHER SENT TO SAVE US COME BUT TO PLUNDER AND ENSLAVE US NOR EVER OWNED A POWER DIVINE BUT MAMMON AND THE GERMAN LINE
phonemes: fɔːɹ lˈɪbɚɾi ɐ tʃˈæmpiən stˈaʊt, ðˌoʊ nˌɑːt sˌoʊ ɡˈɑːspəl wˈɔːɹd dɪvˈaʊt. wˌaɪl ˈʌðɚz, hˈɪðɚ sˈɛnt tə sˈeɪv ˌʌs kˈʌm bˌʌt tə plˈʌndɚ ænd ɛnslˈeɪv ˌʌs; nˈɔːɹ ˈɛvɚɹ ˈoʊnd ɐ pˈaʊɚ dᵻvˈaɪn, bˌʌt mˈæmən, ænd ðə dʒˈɜːmən lˈaɪn.