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;
And 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 the giving that we receive;
It is in the pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in the dying that we are born to Eternal Life,
AMEN
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