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;
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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Señor, hazme un instrumento de tu paz.
Donde haya odio, siembre yo amor;
donde haya injuria, perdón;
donde haya duda, fe;
donde haya tristeza, alegría;
donde haya desaliento, esperanza;
donde haya sombras, luz.
¡Oh, Divino Maestro! Que no busque ser consolado sino consolar;
que no busque ser amado sino amar;
que no busque ser comprendido sino comprender;
porque dando es como recibimos;
perdonando es como Tú nos perdonas;
y muriendo en Ti, es como nacemos a la vida eterna
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