Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace; Where there is hatred, let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon;Where there is error, truth;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 seekTo 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.
St. Francis | Prayer












