text_original: With busy hands she labored Till all at last was done — But thrice the moon had risen, And thrice the lordly sun ! Then bound she on her sandals, Her pilgrim staff she took ; With bread of wheat and barley. And water from the brook ; And forth she went to find Him — The babe Emmanuel, Who should be born in Bethlehem By David's sacred well.
text_transcription: WITH BUSY HANDS SHE LABORED TILL ALL AT LAST WAS DONE BUT THRICE THE MOON HAD RISEN AND THRICE THE LORDLY SUN THEN BOUND SHE ON HER SANDALS HER PILGRIM STAFF SHE TOOK WITH BREAD AND WHEAT AND BARLEY AND WATER FROM THE BROOK AND FORTH SHE WENT TO FIND HIM THE BABE EMANUEL WHO SHOULD BE BORN IN BETHLEHEM BY DAVID'S SACRED WELL
phonemes: wɪð bˈɪzi hˈændz ʃiː lˈeɪbɚd tˈɪl ˈɔːl æt lˈæst wʌz dˈʌn — bˌʌt θɹˈaɪs ðə mˈuːn hæd ɹˈɪzən, ænd θɹˈaɪs ðə lˈɔːɹdli sˈʌn ! ðˈɛn bˈaʊnd ʃiː ˌɔn hɜː sˈændəlz, hɜː pˈɪlɡɹɪm stˈæf ʃiː tˈʊk ; wɪð bɹˈɛd ʌv wˈiːt ænd bˈɑːɹli. ænd wˈɔːɾɚ fɹʌmðə bɹˈʊk ; ænd fˈɔːɹθ ʃiː wɛnt tə fˈaɪnd hˌɪm — ðə bˈeɪb ɪmˈænuːl, hˌuː ʃˌʊd biː bˈɔːɹn ɪn bˈɛθlɛhəm baɪ dˈeɪvɪdz sˈeɪkɹɪd wˈɛl.