The Prayer of Saint Francis

[Luba]

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.

Oh 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 dying that we are born into eternal life.

[Merika]

Originally Posted by Luba

And it is dying that we are born into eternal life.

Isn't it odd how we all know this so well....but continue to hold on to our own crappy selves?