Lord, make me an instrument of your 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;
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.
Suffer the little children to come to me.
We pray to you Lord of heaven and earth for all the children of the world, those who are hungry and thirsty. We pray for those who are sick and have no one to care for them. We remember the orphans and those who cannot get education. We are all your children, you know us and love us. Give us all your Holy Spirit. Hear this that we make in the name of your son Jesus.
49:15-16 “Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you.
16: Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are continually before me.
Micah 10: Once you were no people but now you are God’s people; once you had not received mercy but now you have received mercy.