Blessed be the Lord my rock!
who trains my hands to fight and my fingers to battle
My help and my fortress,
my stronghold and my deliverer,
my shield in whom I trust.
O Lord, what are we that you should care for us?
mere mortals that you should think of us?
We are like a puff of wind.
our days are like a passing shadow.
Question- What are some ways that I can trust you today?
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me bring love.
Where there is offense, let me bring pardon.
Where there is discord, let me bring union.
Where there is error, let me bring truth.
Where there is doubt, let me bring faith.
Where there is despair, let me bring hope.
Where there is darkness, let me bring your light.
Where there is sadness, let me bring joy.
O Master, let me not seek as much
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love,
for it is in giving that one receives,
it is in self-forgetting that one finds,
it is in pardoning that one is pardoned,
it is in dying that one is raised to eternal life.
—Francis of Assisi