[female
vocals] (
Gentle
piano
chords
swelling
with
a
soft,
rhythmic
acoustic
guitar)
Oh,
oh-oh,
yeah
This
is
for
the
woman
of
faith
For
the
strength
that
never
dies
Listen
now
Twelve
long
years,
the
vow
was
strong
and
true
But
the
season
shifted,
the
grey
clouds
came
for
you
Your
beloved
took
his
flight,
went
to
be
with
the
Lord
Leaving
six
young
boys,
facing
the
jagged
sword
I
remember
how
you
held
the
baby
in
your
arms
As
the
world
grew
cold,
protecting
us
from
harms
Your
heart
was
shattered,
piece
by
aching
piece
But
you
found
a
spirit
that
would
never
cease
You
refused
to
give
up,
you
refused
to
bow
down
To
the
heavy
weight
of
the
widow's
heavy
crown
Mama,
you
are
our
living
testimony
Walking
in
the
light,
showing
us
your
glory
You
carried
the
burden,
you
stayed
on
your
knees
Turning
every
trial
into
holy
melodies
You
are
the
fire,
you
are
the
rock,
you
are
the
gold
Stories
of
your
courage
will
forever
be
told
Oh,
Mama,
our
living
testimony
Roadside
fires,
roasting
yam
in
the
heat
You
wiped
away
the
sweat,
you
stayed
on
your
feet
From
scrubbing
the
floors
to
the
cleaning
of
the
halls
You
answered
the
duty,
you
answered
all
the
calls
A
nanny
for
the
stranger,
a
worker
in
the
aisles
You
traded
your
comfort
for
our
weary
smiles
Every
honest
job
was
a
seed
that
you
would
sow
Watching
us
blossom,
watching
us
grow
Some
promised
to
lift
you,
but
they
turned
and
they
walked
While
you
prayed
to
the
heavens
while
the
neighbors
talked
Mama,
you
are
our
living
testimony
Walking
in
the
light,
showing
us
your
glory
You
carried
the
burden,
you
stayed
on
your
knees
Turning
every
trial
into
holy
melodies
You
are
the
fire,
you
are
the
rock,
you
are
the
gold
Stories
of
your
courage
will
forever
be
told
Oh,
Mama,
our
living
testimony
And
now
we
stand
tall,
because
you
stood
firm
We
learned
the
lessons
that
the
humble
will
learn
Six
young
boys
now,
standing
in
the
sun
Look
at
the
victory
that
the
Lord
has
won
Through
your
sacrifice,
through
your
holy
grace
We
see
the
love
of
God
inside
your
beautiful
face (
Building
up,
drums
kicking
in
fully)
Yes,
you
did
it!
Twelve
years
of
labor,
now
the
harvest
is
here
You
washed
away
the
pain,
you
washed
away
the
fear
No
more
roasting
yam
beneath
the
burning
sky
Now
you
see
the
eagles
learning
how
to
fly
Your
sons
are
the
fruits
of
the
seeds
that
you
planted
Nothing
in
this
life
was
ever
taken
for
granted
We
honor
your
name,
Monica,
mother
so
dear
The
woman
who
conquered
every
single
year
Mama,
you
are
our
living
testimony
Walking
in
the
light,
showing
us
your
glory
You
carried
the
burden,
you
stayed
on
your
knees
Turning
every
trial
into
holy
melodies
You
are
the
fire,
you
are
the
rock,
you
are
the
gold
Stories
of
your
courage
will
forever
be
told
Oh,
Mama,
our
living
testimony
Our
living
testimony
Thank
you
for
the
fight,
Mama
We
are
your
harvest,
we
are
your
joy
God
bless
you,
Monica
Ajimnaka (
Fade
out
with
soft
gospel
choir
harmonies)
Yes,
you
are,
you
are,
you
are. (
Fade
out
with
soft
gospel
choir
harmonies)
Yes,
you
are,
you
are,
you
are.