Lord, Make Me an Instrument of Your Peace Songtext
von John Rutter

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;
where there is sadness, joy; and all for thy mercy′s sake.
O divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as o console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving hat we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.