Lord make me an instrument of Thy 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 me 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 giving that we receive,

It is pardoning that we are pardoned;

It is in dying to the lower self that we are born to eternal life.

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