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...

Oh 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's in giving
That we receive
And it's in pardoning
That we are pardoned
And it's in dying
That we are born
Into eternal life--


Amen.