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.
In the Tradition of the Teachings of St. Francis of Assisi
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