Right about seven Mama got the call Sonny boy was calling home from Montreal Now Mama always said he was a libertine But he bought a ring and put it on his Josephine And now Mama say Selah, Selah Everybody lift their voice and raise the praise Selah, Selah God, He always working in mysterious ways Once upon a time there was a mean old man Used to fall asleep beside a garbage can Then somebody said he met the Holy dove Now you never met someone so filled with love And Mama say Selah, Selah Everybody lift their voice and raise the praise Selah, Selah God, He always working in mysterious ways Little girl they thought would never walk again She had to spend the week in bed when she turned ten Then one summer day she said: I feel all right Now they're lining up to see that lady dance tonight And Mama say Selah, Selah Everybody lift their voice and raise the praise Selah, Selah God, He always working in mysterious ways