Prayer 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 despair, hope; | where there is darkness, light; | 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.