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Lord make me an instrument of thy 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 me 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.

people, its a new day again!
live it to the fullest!!
smilessss!!=]
.euniceteosuyin.