Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me sow love;

Where there is doubt, faith;

Where there is despair, hope;

Where there is darkness, light;

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 are pardoned;

It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;

It is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.