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.