Make me an instrument of good,
Not a note of discord.
Anger is easier to stir,
But it won’t serve my Lord.
Let me reflect that which is good
Not that which causes pain;
If I see you in everyone
I won’t offer disdain.
Let me try to lift people up
And not to put them down;
Deny the wrath they seek to goad
And claim your perfect crown.
For you forgive so much in me,
You’ve healed my broken soul.
So let me seek to do the same
And make that each day’s goal!
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