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, unity;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, teach me to seek:
not so much to be loved as to love,
to be understood as to understand,
to be consoled as to console,
for it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
it is in giving that we receive,
and it is in dying that we rise to eternal life.
A beautiful poem when made from the heart. It was later adapted into the hymn, “Make me a Channel of Your Peace“.