Instrument Of Your Peace

Lord make me an instrument of Your peace 
Lord make me Your messenger, if You please. 
Help me to bind the wounded, 
Give me Your eyes for those in need 

Lord make me an instrument of Your peace 
Lord make me a channel of Your love. 
And send me to that one You're thinking of 
Send me with the oil of gladness 
And the news of Your rising Son, 
Lord make me a channel of Your love. 

I have finally found a man 
Who has told me of my life 
As He spoke I felt this burning in my soul. 
I am holding in my hands 
The true story of his life, 
You know the words He spoke 
Were more precious than pure gold. 

Lord take me to where you want me to be, 
Tell others that they can be free indeed. 
Where the doubt and darkness rules 
So many lives out there in troubled seas, 
Lord make me an instrument of your peace.