Dolores Rose Bennett

St. Francis

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.
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,
and it is in pardoning that we are
pardoned, and it is in dying that
we are born to eternal life.