prayerofstfrancis

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;
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.

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Angels are the guardians of
hope and wonder,
the keepers of magic and
dreams.
Wherever there is love,
an angel is flying by.