A Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
Lord make me an instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred let me show 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 than to console
To be understood than to understand
To be loved than to love
For it is in giving that we are pardoned
And it is in dying, that we are born to eternal life
