Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace where there's hatred, let me sow love and where there is injury, pardon and where there is doubt, then faith and where there's despair, then hope It's in dying that I will be born and in giving that I will receive it's in loving that I will be loved this is my faith: it is what I believe Lord, make me an instrument Make me an instrument Lord, I am a stranger traveling in a brutal yet wondrous land far from the promise of home on a journey, led by Your hand to where the lion lies down with the lamb Father, grant that I'd never seek to be comforted as to console let the blood of Your Son cover me touching my spirit, seizing my soul Lord, make me an instrument Lord, make me an instrument Lord make me YOUR instrument Let Your divine mystery guide my heart it's in dying that I will be born and in giving that I will receive it's in loving that I will be loved this is my faith: it is what I believe Christ within me, Christ before me Christ behind me, Christ above me Christ beneath me, to my left and my right Christ where I lie and where I arise Christ in the hearts of all who think of me Christ on the lips of all who speak of me Christ in the eyes of all who see me make me Your instrument, Lord! Make me Your instrument, Lord! Make me Your instrument, Lord! Make me Your instrument, Lord! Make me Your instrument