text_original: 6i A SOUL BORN AGAIN. For ah ! those changes of soul, my friend, That are born by a special grace, When the old life comes to its sudden end, And the new slips into its place.
text_transcription: A SOUL BORN AGAIN FOR AH THOSE CHANGES OF SOUL MY FRIEND THAT ARE BORNE BY A SPECIAL GRACE WHEN THE OLD LIFE COMES TO ITS SUDDEN END AND THE NEW SLIPS INTO ITS PLACE
phonemes: sˈɪks ˈaɪ ɐ sˈoʊl bˈɔːɹn ɐɡˈɛn. fɔːɹ ˈɑː ! ðoʊz tʃˈeɪndʒᵻz ʌv sˈoʊl, maɪ fɹˈɛnd, ðæt ɑːɹ bˈɔːɹn baɪ ɐ spˈɛʃəl ɡɹˈeɪs, wˌɛn ðɪ ˈoʊld lˈaɪf kˈʌmz tʊ ɪts sˈʌdən ˈɛnd, ænd ðə nˈuː slˈɪps ˌɪntʊ ɪts plˈeɪs.