Lord make me an instrument of you 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.
Grant that I 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 giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born unto eternal life.
May God hold all of us, and our loved ones, very close as we seek our way out of this darkness.