Lord make me an
instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred
let me sow love
Where there is injury
Where there is doubt
Where there is despair
Where there is darkness
Where there is sadness
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
And it's in pardoning
that we are pardoned
And it's in dying that
we are born
to eternal life
Amen......