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;
and 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.
