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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;
Where there doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy;
O
Divine Master, grant that I may seek not so such 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.
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