An Instrument of Peace

I have never fully appreciated this poem until I heard the BYU Men's Chorus sing a version of this. Listening to them sing this is very soothing to me. When I read these words, I feel the spirit of Christ in them.

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace

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.

~prayer by St. Francis of Assisi