text_original: She told me that shame would never betide, With truth for my creed and God for my guide She taught me to lisp my earliest prayer, As I knelt beside that old arm chair.
text_transcription: SHE TOLD ME THAT SHAME WOULD NEVER BE TIED WITH TRUTH FOR MY CREED AND GOD FOR MY GUIDE SHE TAUGHT ME TO LISP MY EARLIEST PRAYER AS I KNELT BESIDE THAT OLD ARM CHAIR
phonemes: ʃiː tˈoʊld mˌiː ðæt ʃˈeɪm wʊd nˈɛvɚ bᵻtˈaɪd, wɪð tɹˈuːθ fɔːɹ maɪ kɹˈiːd ænd ɡˈɑːd fɔːɹ maɪ ɡˈaɪd ʃiː tˈɔːt mˌiː tə lˈɪsp maɪ ˈɜːlɪɪst pɹˈɛɹ, æz aɪ nˈɛlt bᵻsˌaɪd ðæt ˈoʊld ˈɑːɹm tʃˈɛɹ.