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, God, 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. Amen. 

Prayer of St. Francis