text_original: With the first red sunlight on mast and spar A ship is sailing beyond the bar. Bound to a land that is fair and far; And those who wait and those who go Are brave and hopeful, for well they know Fortune and favor the ship shall win That crosses the bar when the dawn comes in.
text_transcription: WITH THE FIRST RED SUNLIGHT ON MAST AND SPAR A SHIP IS SAILING BEYOND THE BAR BOUND TO A LAND THAT IS FAIR AND FAR AND THOSE WHO WAIT AND THOSE WHO GO ARE BRAVE AND HOPEFUL FOR WELL THEY KNOW FORTUNE AND FAVOUR THE SHIP SHALL WIN THAT CROSSES THE BAR WHEN THE DAWN COMES IN
phonemes: wɪððə fˈɜːst ɹˈɛd sˈʌnlaɪt ˌɔn mˈæst ænd spˈɑːɹ ɐ ʃˈɪp ɪz sˈeɪlɪŋ bᵻjˌɔnd ðə bˈɑːɹ. bˈaʊnd tʊ ɐ lˈænd ðæt ɪz fˈɛɹ ænd fˈɑːɹ; ænd ðoʊz hˌuː wˈeɪt ænd ðoʊz hˌuː ɡˌoʊ ɑːɹ bɹˈeɪv ænd hˈoʊpfəl, fɔːɹ wˈɛl ðeɪ nˈoʊ fˈɔːɹtʃʊn ænd fˈeɪvɚ ðə ʃˈɪp ʃˌæl wˈɪn ðæt kɹˈɔsᵻz ðə bˈɑːɹ wɛn ðə dˈɔːn kˈʌmz ˈɪn.