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.
—Amen
