text_original: Battling with fate, with men and with myself, Up the steep summit of my life's forenoon, Three things I learned, three things of precious worth To guide and help me down the western slope. I have learned how to pray, and toil, and save.
text_transcription: BATTLING WITH FATE WITH MAN AND WITH MYSELF UP THE STEEP SUMMIT OF MY LIFE'S FORENOON THREE THINGS I LEARNED THREE THINGS OF PRECIOUS WORTH TO GUIDE AND HELP ME DOWN THE WESTERN SLOPE I HAVE LEARNED HOW TO PRAY AND TOIL AND SAVE
phonemes: bˈæɾəlɪŋ wɪð fˈeɪt, wɪð mˈɛn ænd wɪð maɪsˈɛlf, ˌʌp ðə stˈiːp sˈʌmɪt ʌv maɪ lˈaɪfz fɔːɹnˈuːn, θɹˈiː θˈɪŋz aɪ lˈɜːnd, θɹˈiː θˈɪŋz ʌv pɹˈɛʃəs wˈɜːθ tə ɡˈaɪd ænd hˈɛlp mˌiː dˌaʊn ðə wˈɛstɚn slˈoʊp. aɪ hæv lˈɜːnd hˌaʊ tə pɹˈeɪ, ænd tˈɔɪl, ænd sˈeɪv.