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;
it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

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Amen.