Fix me, Lord
Fix me, Lord—for sometimes I see,
the greatest problem lives in me.
My pride builds walls that shut out grace,
my words can wound, my love misplaced.
Impatience clouds the heart I bear,
and selfish ways creep unaware.
So give me strength to lay aside,
my stubborn heart, my secret pride.
I cannot heal this soul alone,
I need Your hands to shape my own.
Make me the one You’ve called me to,
more loving, forgiving, more like You.
Teach me, Lord, to own my wrong,
to grow through weakness, to be strong.
Not stuck in failure, but refined,
a willing heart, a yielded mind.
So keep on working, don’t let go,
until Your likeness in me shows.
Fix me, Lord—my hope, my plea,
until the world sees You in me.
At Least God Knew
At least God knew that I had tried,
Through storms where silent tears would hide.
When battles raged within my mind,
And none could see the wounds behind.
When all my work went unrewarded,
And kind intentions were distorted,
When I gave my best, yet heard them say,
“It still falls short” and turned away.
But God had seen each sleepless night,
Each weary step, each quiet fight,
The whispered prayers I could not speak,
The strength I found when I felt weak.
He knew the love I tried to show,
The grace I gave to friend and foe,
The times I stayed when I could flee,
The weight I bore so silently.
Perhaps the world won’t understand,
Or hold my faults within their hand.
But God knows all—the pain, the cost,
The parts I gave, the dreams I lost.
And maybe that is all it takes,
No human praise, no loud accolades—
For Heaven saw my heart stay true,
And that’s enough… at least God knew.
A Battle Within
Some days, the battle isn’t loud,
not fought with anger or a crowd.
It’s deep inside, when worries Shout-
In quiet thoughts that bring some doubt.
“Let words I speak and thought I hide
Be pleasing, Lord, both day and night.”
you know my heart before I speak,
you see my strength, you know I’m weak.
Jesus, my Savior, hear my prayer
change my thoughts and keep me near.
I do not strive for perfect lines
But Seek your grace in all the signs.
Help me pause before I speak
to share your peace, not vengeance seek.
To show your love, not pride or pain,
Let your mercy fall like rain.
So let today be calm and kind,
where Jesus’s peace guards my heart and mind.
O Lord, align my heart and tongue,
with heaven’s Song forever Sang.
Jesus, let my Soul be still and true,
Let every word reflect More of you.
Guard my month and renew my mind,
so peace through Jesus others may find.
Let It Go — You’re Not Alone
That heavy load you hide inside,
The tears you blink, the sighs you’ve sighed—
Jesus never meant for you to bear
That weight alone—He’s always there.
He whispers, “Cast it all on Me,
Your aching soul, your mystery.
You weren’t made to break or fall—
I’m Jesus, I will hold it all.”
You were not shaped for fear or strain,
But to be strengthened in Jesus name.
His presence is your firmest ground—In Jesus,
peace and rest are found.
So let it go, don’t hold it in—
You’re not too frail, it’s not a sin.
You’re wise to turn and lift your eyes—
Helps come from the God most high
