BIRTH.

 Lord, I am born!

I have built me a body

Whose ways are all open,

Whose currents run free,

From the life that is thine

Flowing ever within me,

To the life that is mine

Flowing outward through me.

I am clothed, and my raiment

Fits smooth to the spirit,

The soul moves unhindered,

The body is free;

And the thought that my body

Falls short of expressing,

In texture¹ and color

Unfoldeth on me.

I am housed, O my Father!

My body is sheltered,

My spirit has room

’Twixt the whole world and me,

I am guarded with beauty and strength,

And within it

Is room for still union,

And birth floweth free.

2And the union and birth

Of the house, ever growing,

Have built me a city—

Have born me a state—

Where I live manifold,

Many-voiced, many-hearted,

Never dead, never weary,

And oh! never parted!

The life of The Human,

So subtle—so great!

Lord, I am born!

From inmost to outmost

The ways are all open,

The currents run free,

From thy voice in my soul

To my joy in the people—

I thank thee, O God,

For this body thou gavest,

Which enfoldeth the earth—

Is enfolded by thee!

1 texture   

n.(织物)质地；(材料)构造；结构；肌理

参考例句：

• We could feel the smooth texture of silk.我们能感觉出丝绸的光滑质地。
• Her skin has a fine texture.她的皮肤细腻。