Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A Prayer

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy 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 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.


1 comment:

Julie Hibbard said...

I am sure you know this, but that's the prayer of St. Francis. It is a very popular song in the Catholic Church (well, it WAS anyway...) and I began to sing it immediately when I saw your post.
Such great sentiments.
Hope you are well, Lisa B.