The NAACP Image Award winners for Outstanding Gospel Artist:
| Year | Artist |
|---|---|
| 1997 | Whitney Houston and the Georgia Mass Choir (for The Preacher's Wife Soundtrack) |
| 1998 | God's Property |
| 1999 | Kirk Franklin |
| 2000 | Vickie Winans (Traditional); Yolanda Adams (Contemporary) |
| 2001 | Aaron Neville (Traditional); Yolanda Adams (Contemporary) |
| 2002 | Shirley Caesar (Traditional); Yolanda Adams (Contemporary) |
| 2003 | Kirk Franklin |
| 2004 | Donnie McClurkin |
| 2005 | Ben Harper and The Blind Boys of Alabama |
| 2006 | Yolanda Adams |
| 2009 | Mary Mary |
| 2006 | BeBe & CeCe Winans |
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