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 giving that we receive---
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.