text_original: His body rests so calmly Before the Altar high, The Priests are softly wailing The mournful Requiem's sigh. Upon the Altar glisten The waxen tapers tall, And summer flowers are lying Upon the snow white pall.
text_transcription: HIS BODY RESTS SO CALMLY BEFORE THE ALTAR HIGH THE PRIESTS ARE SOFTLY WAILING THE MOURNFUL REQUIEMS SIGH UPON THE ALTAR GLISTEN THE WAXEN TAPERS TALL AND SUMMER FLOWERS ARE LYING UPON THE SNOW WHITE PALL
phonemes: hɪz bˈɑːdi ɹˈɛsts sˌoʊ kˈɑːmli bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðɪ ˈɔltɚ hˈaɪ, ðə pɹˈiːsts ɑːɹ sˈɔftli wˈeɪlɪŋ ðə mˈɔːɹnfəl ɹˈɛkwɪˌɛmz sˈaɪ. əpˌɑːn ðɪ ˈɔltɚ ɡlˈɪsən ðə wˈæksən tˈeɪpɚz tˈɔːl, ænd sˈʌmɚ flˈaʊɚz ɑːɹ lˈaɪɪŋ əpˌɑːn ðə snˈoʊ wˈaɪt pˈɔːl.