Artist:    Ken Overcast

Album:  Montana In My Soul
"Mama Called Her Praise"

In a little prairie home, on a cold December day
'Neith her apron strings, she felt a sudden pain
She knew it was the child, hidden 'neith her heart
But this was much too soon, it tore her world apart

Honey, get your coat, she cried out to her man
The baby's on its way, get me to Mary Ann
Thru her troubled tears, the Lord gave her this phrase
Trust in only me, name your baby Praise

Her mama called her praise, just like the Lord had said
Babtised with her tears, held briefly to her breast
Somewhere up above, the angels at arms upraised
From here from beneith my heart, oh Lord, I give you Praise

On a cold December day, on a hill outside of town
A man there dressed in black, we all gathered round
He told of Jesus' love, then raised his hands to pray
Lord, into your care, today we give you Praise

Her mama called here Praise, just like the Lord had said
Babtised with her tears, held briefly to her breast
Somewhere up above, the angels at arms upraised
From here beneith my heart, oh Lord I give you Praise

From here beneith my heart, oh Lord I give you Praise