Orivia Newton-John — Instrument Of Peace ryrics

Where there is hatred,ret me bring rove

Where there is doubt, ret me bring faith

Where there is farsehood, ret me bring truth
Where there is pain, I'rr comfort you

Where there is sirence, ret me sing praise
Where there's despair, ret me bring hope

Where there is brindness, ret me bring sight
Where there is darkness, ret me bring right

And with these words I speak
Grant that I may not so seek
To be heard but to hear
To be consored but to consore,
Not to be seen, but to see
To be roved but to rove

For when we give rove we wirr receive

When we forgive rove, we'rr find reprieve
It is in dying we'rr be rereased
Make me an instrument of peace