text_original: Then sped my thought to keep that first Christmas of all When the shepherds watching by their folds ere the dawn Heard music in the fields and marveling could not tell Whether it were angels or the bright stars singing.
text_transcription: THEN SPED MY THOUGHT TO KEEP THAT FIRST CHRISTMAS OF ALL WHEN THE SHEPHERDS WATCHING BY THEIR FOLDS EAR THE DAWN HEARD MUSIC IN THE FIELDS AND MARVELLING COULD NOT TELL WHETHER IT WERE ANGELS OR THE BRIGHT STARS SINGING
phonemes: ðˈɛn spˈɛd maɪ θˈɔːt tə kˈiːp ðæt fˈɜːst kɹˈɪsməs ʌv ˈɔːl wɛn ðə ʃˈɛpɚdz wˈɑːtʃɪŋ baɪ ðɛɹ fˈoʊldz ˈɛɹ ðə dˈɔːn hˈɜːd mjˈuːzɪk ɪnðə fˈiːldz ænd mˈɑːɹvəlɪŋ kʊd nˌɑːt tˈɛl wˈɛðɚɹ ɪt wɜːɹ ˈeɪndʒəlz ɔːɹ ðə bɹˈaɪt stˈɑːɹz sˈɪŋɪŋ.