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

where there is sadness, joy.

0h, Divine Master, grant that I may not seek so much

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. Amen.