This feels like it wants to be a prayer and a song at the same time.
“Fix Me, O Lord”
Verse 1
I gave my heart away like it was endless,
Poured out my strength till there was nothing left.
Prayed for my friends in the middle of the night,
Asked You to bless them, asked You to give them life.
I saw them as family, not just passing names,
Shared my dreams and carried some of their pain.
I wanted us all to rise, I wanted us all to win,
Never knowing the deepest wounds would come from them.
Pre-Chorus
Why is it the people we trust the most,
Leave the scars that hurt the deepest?
Why does a broken promise echo louder
Than a hundred words of kindness?
Chorus
Lord, I’m hurting, Lord, I’m tired,
My heart feels weak from walking through the fire.
I gave my all, I gave my best,
Now I’m carrying wounds inside my chest.
If it’s me, then fix me, Lord.
Search my heart and show me more.
But if I’ve only loved too much,
Teach me how to heal from what they’ve done.
Give me strength to let it go,
Give me peace my soul can know.
Cause I don’t want bitterness to be
The thing that’s left of me.
Verse 2
I’ve spent my life looking for somewhere to belong,
A place where I could rest, where I could call home.
Maybe that’s why I held on tighter than I should,
Believing every bond was forever for good.
I’ve looked inside myself a thousand different ways,
Questioned every word, replayed a thousand days.
Wondering if somehow I became the villain,
When all I ever wanted was to love and keep building.
Pre-Chorus
And now the silence feels so loud,
The memories won’t leave me alone.
I smile outside but deep within,
I’m carrying grief I’ve never shown.
Chorus
Lord, I’m hurting, Lord, I’m tired,
My heart feels weak from walking through the fire.
I gave my all, I gave my best,
Now I’m carrying wounds inside my chest.
If it’s me, then fix me, Lord.
Search my heart and show me more.
But if I’ve only loved too much,
Teach me how to heal from what they’ve done.
Give me strength to let it go,
Give me peace my soul can know.
Cause I don’t want bitterness to be
The thing that’s left of me.
Bridge
I’m tired of being strong.
I’m tired of always understanding.
I’m tired of loving people
Who leave when the storms come.
But even here, in all this pain,
I know You’re still holding me.
And maybe losing people
Is making room for who is meant to stay.
Maybe not every goodbye is punishment.
Maybe some are protection.
Maybe some doors close
Because You heard conversations I never did.
Outro
So I’ll lay these tears before You.
I’ll lay this heartbreak at Your feet.
I release every friendship, every wound, every memory.
And if I have to walk alone for a season,
Walk with me, Lord.
If I have to start over,
Start over with me.
If I have been broken,
Heal me.
If I have been wrong,
Correct me.
But don’t let this pain make me stop loving.
Just teach me how to love wisely.
Amen.
“Maybe some doors close because You heard conversations I never did.” That line might be the heart
