Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union;
where there is doubt, faith; where there is dispair, hope;
where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that we may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
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.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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