text_original: 'Tis ours to save our brethren, with peace and love to win Their darkened hearts from error, ere they harden it to sin; But if before his duty man with listless spirit stands, Ere long the Great Avenger takes the work from out his hands.
text_transcription: TIS OURS TO SAVE OUR BRETHREN WITH PEACE AND LOVE TO WIN THEIR DARKENED HEARTS FROM ERROR ERE THEY HARDEN IT TO SIN BUT IF BEFORE HIS DUTY MAN WITH LISTLESS SPIRIT STANDS ERE LONG THE GREAT AVENGER TAKES THE WORK FROM OUT HIS HANDS
phonemes: tˈɪz aʊɚz tə sˈeɪv ˌaʊɚ bɹˈɛðɹən, wɪð pˈiːs ænd lˈʌv tə wˈɪn ðɛɹ dˈɑːɹkənd hˈɑːɹts fɹʌm ˈɛɹɚ, ˈɛɹ ðeɪ hˈɑːɹdən ɪt tə sˈɪn; bˌʌt ɪf bᵻfˌɔːɹ hɪz dˈuːɾi mˈæn wɪð lˈɪstləs spˈɪɹɪt stˈændz, ˈɛɹ lˈɔŋ ðə ɡɹˈeɪt ɐvˈɛndʒɚ tˈeɪks ðə wˈɜːk fɹʌm ˈaʊt hɪz hˈændz.