Lord, make me an instrument of Thy 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.

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.