text_original: A gentle light shone round the grave, He raised his eyes, and lo! St. Cadfan stood beside him, Amid the weird like glow; "My son, make haste, thy solemn vows Thou speedily must make, Then to the men of Abermawr The Cross of Jesus take.
text_transcription: A GENTLE LIGHT SHONE ROUND THE GRAVE HE RAISED HIS EYES AND LO SAINT CATHERINE STOOD BESIDE HIM AMID THE WEIRD LIKE GLOW MY SON MAKE HASTE THY SOLEMN VOWS THOU SPEEDILY MUST MAKE THEN TO THE MAN OF EVERMORE THE CROSS OF JESUS TAKE
phonemes: ɐ dʒˈɛntəl lˈaɪt ʃˈɑːn ɹˈaʊnd ðə ɡɹˈeɪv, hiː ɹˈeɪzd hɪz ˈaɪz, ænd lˈoʊ! sənt. kˈædfən stˈʊd bᵻsˈaɪd hˌɪm, ɐmˈɪd ðə wˈɪɹd lˈaɪk ɡlˈoʊ; "maɪ sˈʌn, mˌeɪk hˈeɪst, ðˌaɪ sˈɑːləm vˈaʊz ðˈaʊ spˈiːdili mˈʌst mˈeɪk, ðˈɛn tə ðə mˈɛn ʌv ˌæbɚmˈaʊɚ ðə kɹˈɔs ʌv dʒˈiːzəs tˈeɪk.