text_original: There was no famine in Bethlehem. The fields were full of waving grain, and busy servants were reaping it and gathering it up to bind into sheaves. Above all were the fields of the rich man, Boaz, shining with barley and corn.
text_transcription: THERE WAS NO FAMINE IN BETHLEHEM THE FIELDS WERE FULL OF WAVING GRAIN AND BUSY SERVANTS WERE REAPING IT AND GATHERING IT UP TO BIND INTO SHEAVES ABOVE ALL WERE THE FIELDS OF THE RICH MAN BOAZ SHINING WITH BARLEY AND CORN
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ fˈæmɪn ɪn bˈɛθlɛhəm. ðə fˈiːldz wɜː fˈʊl ʌv wˈeɪvɪŋ ɡɹˈeɪn, ænd bˈɪzi sˈɜːvənts wɜː ɹˈiːpɪŋ ɪt ænd ɡˈæðɚɹɪŋ ɪɾ ˌʌp tə bˈaɪnd ˌɪntʊ ʃˈiːvz. əbˌʌv ˈɔːl wɜː ðə fˈiːldz ʌvðə ɹˈɪtʃ mˈæn, bˈoʊz, ʃˈaɪnɪŋ wɪð bˈɑːɹli ænd kˈɔːɹn.