Lord, make me an instrument of Your
peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love
where there is despair, hope
where
... there is darkness, light
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
pardoned
it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life