text_original: No one from his place must alight, Until he hears the words, all right; And when this glorious signal's given, You'll hear a whisper, 'This is Heaven;' The stations are the means of grace, The house of God, the holy place; No matter where that place may be, A field, a barn, or hollow tree.
text_transcription: NO ONE FROM HIS PLACE MUST ALIGHT UNTIL HE HEARS THE WORDS ALL RIGHT AND WHEN THIS GLORIOUS SIGNAL'S GIVEN YOU'LL HEAR A WHISPER THIS IS HEAVEN THE STATIONS ARE THE MEANS OF GRACE THE HOUSE OF GOD THE HOLY PLACE NO MATTER WHERE THAT PLACE MAY BE A FIELD A BARN OR HOLLOW TREE
phonemes: nˈoʊwˈʌn fɹʌm hɪz plˈeɪs mˈʌst ɐlˈaɪt, ʌntˈɪl hiː hˈɪɹz ðə wˈɜːdz, ˈɔːl ɹˈaɪt; ænd wɛn ðɪs ɡlˈɔːɹiəs sˈɪɡnəlz ɡˈɪvən, juːl hˈɪɹ ɐ wˈɪspɚ, ðɪs ɪz hˈɛvən;ðə stˈeɪʃənz ɑːɹ ðə mˈiːnz ʌv ɡɹˈeɪs, ðə hˈaʊs ʌv ɡˈɑːd, ðə hˈoʊli plˈeɪs; nˈoʊ mˈæɾɚ wˌɛɹ ðæt plˈeɪs mˈeɪ bˈiː, ɐ fˈiːld, ɐ bˈɑːɹn, ɔːɹ hˈɑːloʊ tɹˈiː.