text_original: They have carried the altar fires of Jehovah to every alien shore they have touched." Cragmore stood up in his earnestness, his eyes alight with something akin to prophetic fire. "The old thorny stem of Judaism shall yet bud and blossom into the perfect flower of Christianity!"
text_transcription: THEY HAVE CARRIED THE ALTARED FIRES OF JEHOVAH TO EVERY ALIEN SHORE THEY HAVE TOUCHED CRACKMOR STOOD UP IN HIS EARNESTNESS HIS EYES ALIGHT WITH SOMETHING ACHING TO PROPHETIC FIRE THE OLD THORNY STEM OF JUDAISM SHALL YET BUD AND BLOSSOM INTO THE PERFECT FLOWER OF CHRISTIANITY
phonemes: ðeɪ hæv kˈæɹid ðɪ ˈɔltɚ fˈaɪɚz ʌv dʒəhˈoʊvə tʊ ˈɛvɹi ˈeɪliən ʃˈɔːɹ ðeɪ hæv tˈʌtʃt." kɹˈæɡmɔːɹ stˈʊd ˌʌp ɪn hɪz ˈɜːnɪstnəs, hɪz ˈaɪz ɐlˈaɪt wɪð sˈʌmθɪŋ ɐkˈɪn tə pɹɑːfˈɛɾɪk fˈaɪɚ. "ðɪ ˈoʊld θˈɔːɹni stˈɛm ʌv dʒˈuːdeɪˌɪzəm ʃˌæl jˈɛt bˈʌd ænd blˈɔsəm ˌɪntʊ ðə pˈɜːfɛkt flˈaʊɚɹ ʌv kɹˌɪstɪˈænᵻɾi!"