雨的季"洁"

Lord,

make me an instrument of Thy peace.

Where there is injury,

Pardon;

Where there is doubt,

Faith;
Where there is despair,

Hope;

Where there is darkness,

Light;

Where there is saddness,

Joy.

O Divine Master,

grant that i may not so much seek

To be console as to console, To be understand as to understand.

To be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we received,

It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.

It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

-- at times when i am losing hope,

and when everything seems so wrong..

God,thanks for standing by me,

so that despair wasnt able to take me over.--