text_original: I awoke with cold and trembling, the Lord had heard my prayer, My blood ran through every vein, with hope and poor despair, I fell down on my knees and prayed, as I ne'er had done before, I gave my word to Him above, I would never blaspheme more.
text_transcription: I AWOKE WITH COLD AND TREMBLING THE LORD HAD HEARD MY PRAYER MY BLOOD RAN THROUGH EVERY VEIN WITH HOPE AND POOR DESPAIR I FELL DOWN ON MY KNEES AND PRAYED AS I NE'ER HAD DONE BEFORE I GAVE MY WORD TO HIM ABOVE I WOULD NEVER BLASPHEME MORE
phonemes: aɪ ɐwˈoʊk wɪð kˈoʊld ænd tɹˈɛmblɪŋ, ðə lˈɔːɹd hæd hˈɜːd maɪ pɹˈɛɹ, maɪ blˈʌd ɹˈæn θɹuː ˈɛvɹi vˈeɪn, wɪð hˈoʊp ænd pˈʊɹ dᵻspˈɛɹ, aɪ fˈɛl dˌaʊn ˌɔn maɪ nˈiːz ænd pɹˈeɪd, æz aɪ nˈɛɹ hæd dˈʌn bᵻfˈɔːɹ, aɪ ɡˈeɪv maɪ wˈɜːd tə hˌɪm əbˈʌv, aɪ wʊd nˈɛvɚ blæsfˈiːm mˈɔːɹ.