Lord make me an instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred, let me sow love
Where there is injury, pardon, Where there is doubt, faith,
Where there is despair, hope,
Where there is darkness, light,
Where there is sadness, joy
O Divine Master,
Grant that I may not so much seek.
To be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand
To be loved , as to love
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned
And it is in dying that we are born to Eternal life,


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