text_original: I know the blue sky smiles as bright On the low field violet, As on the proud crest of the pine On loftiest mountain set. I am content  God loveth all, And if He tenderly The sparrow guides, He knoweth best The place where I should be.
text_transcription: I KNOW THE BLUE SKY SMILES AS BRIGHT ON THE LOW FIELD VIOLET AS ON THE PROUD CREST OF THE PINE ON LOFTIEST MOUNTAIN SET I AM CONTENT GOD LOVETH ALL AND IF HE TENDERLY THE SPARROW GUIDES HE KNOWETH BEST THE PLACE WHERE I SHOULD BE
phonemes: aɪ nˈoʊ ðə blˈuː skˈaɪ smˈaɪlz æz bɹˈaɪt ɔnðə lˈoʊ fˈiːld vˈaɪəlɪt, æz ɔnðə pɹˈaʊd kɹˈɛst ʌvðə pˈaɪn ˌɔn lˈɔftiɪst mˈaʊntɪn sˈɛt. aɪɐm kˈɑːntɛnt ɡˈɑːd lˈʌvəθ ˈɔːl, ænd ɪf hiː tˈɛndɚli ðə spˈæɹoʊ ɡˈaɪdz, hiː nˈoʊəθ bˈɛst ðə plˈeɪs wˌɛɹ aɪ ʃˌʊd bˈiː.