text_original: By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold,   From Thy seat above the sky Hear our solemn litany!
text_transcription: BY THE SACRED GRIEFS THAT WEPT OVER THE GRAVE WHERE LAZARUS SLEPT BY THE BODING TEARS THAT FLOWED OVER SALEM'S LOVED ABODE BY THE ANGUISHED SIGH THAT TOLD TREACHERY LURKED WITHIN THY FOLD FROM THY SEAT ABOVE THE SKY HEAR OUR SOLEMN LITANY
phonemes: baɪ ðə sˈeɪkɹɪd ɡɹˈiːfs ðæt wˈɛpt ˈɔːɹ ðə ɡɹˈeɪv wˌɛɹ lˈæzɚɹəs slˈɛpt; baɪ ðə bˈoʊdɪŋ tˈɪɹz ðæt flˈoʊd ˌoʊvɚ sˈeɪləmz lˈʌvd ɐbˈoʊd; baɪ ðɪ ˈæŋɡwɪʃt sˈaɪ ðæt tˈoʊld tɹˈɛtʃɚɹi lˈɜːkt wɪðˌɪn ðˌaɪ fˈoʊld,   fɹʌm ðˌaɪ sˈiːt əbˌʌv ðə skˈaɪ hˈɪɹ ˌaʊɚ sˈɑːləm lˈɪtəni!