Lord, make 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

And where there is sadness, joy

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 dying

that we are born to eternal life.

Amen.