Lord, make me an instrument of 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 muck 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 pasdoned. It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
St. Francis of Assisi
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