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.
1 comment:
If that ain't the God's honest truth. Kindness, gentleness long suffering... sound familiar? These are things that show the presence of God in us. Oddly, pompous, judgmental behavior is not on the list of spiritual fruit... I wonder why?
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