text_original: Again he stands under the holly With a blushing face lifted to his For love has been stronger than folly, And has turned him from vice unto bliss; And the whole world is lit with new glory As the sweet vows are uttered again, While the Christmas bells tell the old story Of peace unto men.
text_transcription: AGAIN HE STANDS UNDER THE HOLLY WITH A BLUSHING FACE LIFTED TO HIS FOR LOVE HAS BEEN STRONGER THAN FOLLY AND HAS TURNED HIM FROM VICE UNTO BLISS AND THE WHOLE WORLD IS LIT WITH NEW GLORY AS THE SWEET VOWS ARE UTTERED AGAIN WHILE THE CHRISTMAS BELLS TELL THE OLD STORY OF PEACE UNTO MAN
phonemes: ɐɡˈɛn hiː stˈændz ˌʌndɚ ðə hˈɑːli wɪð ɐ blˈʌʃɪŋ fˈeɪs lˈɪftᵻd tə hɪz fɔːɹ lˈʌv hˈæzbiːn stɹˈɔŋɡɚ ðɐn fˈɑːli, ænd hɐz tˈɜːnd hˌɪm fɹʌm vˈaɪs ˌʌntʊ blˈɪs; ænd ðə hˈoʊl wˈɜːld ɪz lˈɪt wɪð nˈuː ɡlˈɔːɹi æz ðə swˈiːt vˈaʊz ɑːɹ ˈʌɾɚd ɐɡˈɛn, wˌaɪl ðə kɹˈɪsməs bˈɛlz tˈɛl ðɪ ˈoʊld stˈɔːɹi ʌv pˈiːs ˌʌntʊ mˈɛn.