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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 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.
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