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 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
in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen
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