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.

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 in dying that we are born to eternal life.