Ptayer of Saint Francis
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 dispair, 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.
