Lord,make me an instrument
of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let
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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