I am an instrument of thy Peace.
Where there is hared, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
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 be loved, as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is dying that we are born to eternal light.
St Francis of Assisi
1182-1226
