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 giving that we receive,

It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

And it is in dying that we are born

to eternal life.

-St. Francis of Assisi