A
Anonymous
Guest
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;
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 pardoning
and it is in dying
that we are born to Eternal Life.
by
Francis of Assisi
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.
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 pardoning
and it is in dying
that we are born to Eternal Life.
by
Francis of Assisi