Breath of God

Breath of God, fall fresh on me Lord make me an instrument of Your peace Where there is hate, let me sow love And where there is injury, pardon Help me forgive, help me to live Help me to comfort my brother Breath of God, fall fresh on me Lord make me an instrument of Your peace Where there is doubt, let me bring faith Where there's despair, I'll bring hope Where there is darkness, let me bring light Where there is sadness, bring joy Grant that I may not so much Seek to be loved as to love For it is in giving ourselves that we Live, and in dying we are born again Breath of God, descend on me Lord make me an instrument of Your peace And He walks with me and he talks with me And He tells me I am His own And the things we share as we tarry there None other has ever known