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; and where there is sadness, joy. 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; 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.
SEÑOR, hazme un instrumento de tu paz
SEÑOR, hazme un instrumento de tu paz.
Donde hay odio... que siembre yo amor;
Donde hay injuria... perdón;
Donde hay duda... fe;
Donde hay desesperación... esperanza;
Donde hay tinieblas... luz;
y Donde hay tristeza... alegría.
Oh, Divino Maestro, concédeme que yo busque.
No tanto ser consolado... como consolar;
No tanto ser comprendido... como comprender;
No tanto ser amado... como amar;
Pues es dando... que recibimos;
Es perdonando... que somos perdonados, y
Es muriendo... que nacemos a la vida eterna.
~ de San Francisco de Asís