[intro] [verse] 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. [chorus] 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. [verse] 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. [inter] [verse] 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. [chorus] 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. [outro] 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. （Fade Out）
