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.

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.