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Lord, make me an instrument
of Your peace.
Where there is hatred,
let me sow love
Where there is injury,
pardon.
And where there is doubting
let me bring Your faith.
And Lord, make me an instrument
of Your peace.
Where there is despairing,
let me bring Your hope.
Where there is darkness,
Your light.
And where there is sadness,
let me bring Your joy.
Oh Divine Master,
grant that I might see,
not so much to be consoled
as to console.
To be understood
as to understand
Not so much to be loved
as to love another.
For it is in giving
that we now recieve
it is in pardoning
that we are now pardoned
and it is in dying
that we
are now born again
And Lord, make me an instrument
of Your peace.
Where there is hatred
let me bring Your love
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