"Lord make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me show love;
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 to seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love;
For it is giving that we recieve,
It is pardoning, that we are pardoned
and it is dying that we are born to
Eternal Life"
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Beautiful!
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