LORD,
Make me an instrument of thy love.

Where there is hatred,
  let me sow love;
Where there is injury,
  pardon;
Where there is doubt,
  faith;
Where there is dispair,
  hope;
Where there is darkness,
  light,
  and
Where there is sadness,
  Joy.

  Oh, Devine Master,
Grant that I may seekk not so much 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;
In pardoning that we are pardoned;
And in dying that we are born to eternal life.


 

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