When I was a little child
Outside my momma's room
I listened as she talked with God
Like He was in there, too
You could hear her in the still of the mornin'
And even in the heat of the day
While on her knees, she believed
Mountains moved out of the way
Heaven stops what they're doin' to listen
And the angels get ready to fly
All eyes are fixed on the Fathеr
'Cause her faith makes Him smilе
And the words are just quiet and simple
But I know this one thing
There's somethin' goin' on when Momma prays
Silver hair and wrinkled hands
At times her steps are slow
But all her faithful, fervent prayers
Have changed this world, I know
There are days when her petitions are many
Sometimes all that she can do is rejoice
It makes her shout
'Cause there's no doubt
That Jesus knows her voice
Outside my momma's room
I listened as she talked with God
Like He was in there, too
You could hear her in the still of the mornin'
And even in the heat of the day
While on her knees, she believed
Mountains moved out of the way
Heaven stops what they're doin' to listen
And the angels get ready to fly
All eyes are fixed on the Fathеr
'Cause her faith makes Him smilе
And the words are just quiet and simple
But I know this one thing
There's somethin' goin' on when Momma prays
Silver hair and wrinkled hands
At times her steps are slow
But all her faithful, fervent prayers
Have changed this world, I know
There are days when her petitions are many
Sometimes all that she can do is rejoice
It makes her shout
'Cause there's no doubt
That Jesus knows her voice
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