A prayer

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;

Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is discord, unity;

Where there is injury, pardon;

Where there is error, truth;

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 of Saint Francis

I've lost count of how many times this humble prayer has pulled me out of despair, lifted me from sorrow and brought me to tears of shame all the same. Found it somewhere in a local prayer book back in primary school and it has been with me since.