(Acoustic
guitar
gentle
picking)
I
stand
alone,
but
I
will
not
fold.
My
heart
is
troubled,
but
I
will
not
be
dismayed,
for
he
is
my
God.
I
have
lost
property,
family,
health,
the
respect
of
my
friends,
and
God's
fellowship.
Though
everything
is
gone,
though
I'm
shattered
by
God
and
despised
by
men...
yet
I
will
continue
to
put
my
trust
in
God.
Though
I
stand
utterly
alone
and
I'm
reduced
to
poverty
and
loathsome
disease,
though
the
world
mocks
me,
friends
misunderstands
me,
and
heaven
frowns
on
me....
Timothy
I
know
my
redeemer
lives
and
at
the
end,
he
shall
speak
on
my
behalf.
Chorus
My
lips
will
not
speak
wickedness,
and
my
tongue
will
not
utter
deceit...
somebody
help
me
sing,
my
lips
will
not
speak
wickedness
and
my
tongue
will
not
utter
deceit.
I'm
tired
of
smiling,
tired
of
saying
I'm
okay.
Bills
are
piling
on
the
table,
holding
tears
I
can
not
hide
and
trying
hard
to
survive.
I
may
not
see
the
answer
now
Timothy,..
I
may
not
know
the
way.
But
every
prayer
I've
whispered
softly,...
he
still
hears
today.
My
lips
will
not
speak
wickedness,
and
my
tongue
will
not
utter
deceit.....
Timothy!....
menim
sɛ
me
dimafo
tease,
and
he
will
make
all
things
beautiful
in
his
time!
Shalom! (
Acoustic
guitar
strumming
with
chorus
till
fade.)