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;

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 pardooning that we are pardoned:

and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.