This has always read to me more like poetry than prayer. As such, I find that it can offer bits of wisdom to people from all walks of life.
The heart of this poetry is that we must be the change we seek, to put others before ourselves, and to treat others as we wish to be treated.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.