text_original: Who was the angel that played on the street; Whose was the face I can't soil with my feet? Nobody knows; but I hope I shall meet One such a cherub in front of God's seat.
text_transcription: WHO WAS THE ANGEL THAT PLAYED ON THE STREET WHOSE WAS THE FACE I CAN'T SOIL WITH MY FEET NOBODY KNOWS BUT I HOPE I SHALL MEET ONE SUCH A CHERUB IN FRONT OF GOD'S SEAT
phonemes: hˌuː wʌzðɪ ˈeɪndʒəl ðæt plˈeɪd ɔnðə stɹˈiːt; hˌuːz wʌzðə fˈeɪs aɪ kˈænt sˈɔɪl wɪð maɪ fˈiːt? nˈoʊbɑːdi nˈoʊz; bˌʌt aɪ hˈoʊp aɪʃˌɐl mˈiːt wˈʌn sˈʌtʃ ɐ tʃˈɛɹʌb ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌv ɡˈɑːdz sˈiːt.