Instrument of Your Peace

Sir, make me instrument of your peace.
Where it shall have hatred, that I bring love;
Where it shall have offense, that I bring pardon;
Where it shall have discord, that I bring union;
Where it shall have doubt, that I bring faith;
Where it shall have error, that I bring truth;
Where it shall have desperation, bring I take hope;
Where it shall have sadness, that I bring joy;
Where it shall have darknesses, that I bring light.

Master, make that I seek more:
To console than to be consoled;
To understand than to be understood;
To love than to be loved.
Thus it is in giving that it's received;
It is in pardoning that one is pardoned;
And it is in dying that one lives for the Eternal Life.

(From: a Portuguese original of the San Francis' Prayer - Oracao de Sao Francisco - at http://esoterico.terra.com.br/vidainterior/interna/0,,OI1079339-EI5930,00.html)