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 pardoned;
and it is in dying
that we are born to eternal life.
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A Light Is Gone
A light is from our household gone,
A voice we loved is stilled.
A place is vacant in our home
Which never can be filled.
We have to mourn the loss of one
We did our best to save.
Beloved on earth, regretted still,
Remembered in the grave.
‘Twas hard to part with one so dear,
We little thought the time was near
Farwell, dear one, your life is past,
Our love for you till the end will last.
