O Lord, make
'
me an instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred let me sow love;
Where there is injury let me sow pardon Where
me sow discord, union;
Where is doubt let me sow faith, Where error
let me bring truth Where
despair let me bring hope Where
sadness let me bring joy;
Where darkness let me bring light
Oh! Master, 'that I
not so much seek
to be consoled as to console
to be understood as to understand
to be loved as to love
it is in giving that we receive
pardoning that
you are pardoned,
dying that we are born to eternal life
.
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