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Lord, make me
an instrument of Thy peace;
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where 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 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. |