Oh God, Fix Me
Lisa Davis aka LaylaRay
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Oh God, Fix Me
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Lisa Davis aka LaylaRay
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Oh God, Fix Me
copyright 2026
Written, Produced and
Virtual Artistry By:
Lisa Davis aka LaylaRay
Performed By: Suno AI Artist
Full Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I'm a special gift from Heaven above, that's what I've been told,
All my life, by friends and family,
But laying here in the dark, all alone,
Seems like this life has blurred my purpose
And stolen my destiny.
I've loved, I've lost, I've watched some dreams
Turn into memories,
And I've learned a broken road can lead
To places I never thought I'd be.
Still somewhere underneath these scars,
There's a woman You still see,
And I'm trying, Jesus, to believe
She's still inside of me.
[Pre-Chorus]
I want to hold on to the promises
Of my Savior's precious words,
Of protection and fulfilling love,
And trust in all I've heard.
But I'm still alone, missing all
That fills my heart and soul with joy,
Wondering when the waiting will be enough,
And when I'll finally hear Your voice...
[Chorus]
OH God, I need You to fix me,
I'm asking You to do a miracle within,
To be who You called me to be.
Help me hold on, wait patiently,
For You to reveal my purpose in this life,
Your plan, my destiny.
Take every shattered piece I cannot mend,
And make it something beautiful again.
I don't need to understand what I can't see—
OH God, I need You...
To fix me.
[Verse 2]
You gave me three beautiful daughters,
Adrianna, Samantha, Ayla too,
They didn't grow beneath my heart,
But Lord, they grew inside it because of You.
And then came little Isaiah,
Another generation in my arms,
Proof that love can write a family
In ways only Heaven could have drawn.
I'm still their mama, still a woman,
Even when the house gets quiet now,
Still learning who I am when everyone
I've poured into has found their way somehow.
Maybe an empty room ain't empty,
Maybe silence has a sound—
Maybe You're clearing out the noise
So I can finally hear You now.
[Chorus]
OH God, I need You to fix me,
I'm asking You to do a miracle within,
To be who You called me to be.
Help me hold on, wait patiently,
For You to reveal my purpose in this life,
Your plan, my destiny.
Take every shattered piece I cannot mend,
And make it something beautiful again.
I don't need to understand what I can't see—
OH God, I need You...
To fix me.
[Verse 3]
You put poetry inside my heart,
And melodies inside my soul,
Gave these hands a way to paint the things
That ordinary eyes don't always know.
I'm a songwriter and a poet,
I make pictures out of dreams,
Turning feelings into colors,
Turning prayers to melodies.
Maybe every word I've written,
Every image I create,
Every song born out of heartache
Has been pointing toward my fate.
Maybe purpose isn't somewhere
Far beyond where I have been—
Maybe You've been using all of it
To make me whole again.
[Bridge]
Jesus, if the waiting has a reason,
Give me faith enough to stay.
If You're writing something I can't see yet,
Give me strength for one more day.
When loneliness says, "You've been forgotten,"
Remind me Whose I am.
When yesterday says, "It's all over,"
Remind me You've still got a plan.
I gave my children everything I knew to give,
Now teach this mother's heart how to live—
Not just for everyone I love,
But for the woman You created me to be.
[Breakdown]
Maybe You don't need to fix me
Like I'm something that's gone wrong...
Maybe You're still forming me, Lord,
And You've been doing it all along.
So take the lonely, take the waiting,
Take the tears nobody sees,
Take every chapter I would rewrite
And use it for Your glory.
[Final Chorus]
OH God, keep working within me,
Do the miracle You started long ago,
Make me who You called me to be.
Help me hold on, wait patiently,
Until You reveal my purpose in this life,
Your plan, my destiny.
I'm still a mother, I'm still a dreamer,
Still Your daughter, still a believer,
Still writing words and painting what my heart can see.
And if there's another chapter waiting,
Jesus, write it through me.
I don't know where this road will end,
But I know Who holds the pen.
So when the darkness tries convincing me
My best days are behind me...
I'll remember—
I'm a special gift from Heaven above,
And maybe after all this time,
I'm finally learning what that means.