Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Steven Furtick
Voces de fondo
Chris Brown
Guitarra acústica
Vincent Baynard
Batería
Brandon Lake
Guitarra acústica
Leeland Mooring
Voces de fondo
Shae Wooten
Bajo
Chandler Moore
Voz principal
Pat Barrett
Voces de fondo
Luke Skaggs
Programación
Jonathan Smith
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Steven Furtick
Composición
Chris Brown
Composición
Brandon Lake
Composición
Leeland Mooring
Composición
Chandler Moore
Composición
Pat Barrett
Composición
Mitch Wong
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Steven Furtick
Producción ejecutiva
Chris Brown
Producción
Jonathan Smith
Producción
Drew Lavyne
Masterización
Jonathan Mix
Ingeniería de grabación
William Oakley
Ingeniería adicional
Tai Mahawon
Ingeniería adicional
Graham King
Ingeniería adicional
Justin Whisnant
Ingeniería adicional
Samuel Gibson
Ingeniería de mezcla
Letra
[Verse 1]
I remember that long, cold night, how dark it was
Heart broke, blinds closed, didn't even wanna see the sun
Like a refugee with nowhere to run
Lies in my mind held me hostage like a loaded gun
Telling me I had no one, was no one
[Verse 2]
God, I was too prideful to pick up that phone
3 a.m., I knew I needed help
But man, I didn't want anyone else to know I was losing it
Somewhere between the deepest hell and lowest low
I heard a voice from overhead saying, "Son, don't you dare let go"
[Chorus]
I looked up
I looked up
From the bottom, and I saw You
It was all You
I looked up
I looked up
From the bottom, and I saw You
It was all You
[Verse 3]
I was at my lowest that night on August 6th
Trying to wrestle with all the pain and hell I was dealing with
Punching holes, throwing blows, pitching fits, trying not to drown
Wasn't feeling like I was good enough
I knew I just couldn't ever keep this up
Started sinking underneath from all this endless overthinking
[Verse 4]
How could I forget? I can't forget spending forty days in the wilderness
Feeling like I messed up too bad, so bad I'd never get out of it
Ain't it funny how heaven comes in the least expected ways?
My roommate in rehab looked over at me and said, "It's gonna be okay," then
[Chorus]
I looked up
I looked up
From the bottom, and I saw You
It was all You
I looked up
I looked up, yeah
From the bottom, and I saw You
It was all You
[PostChorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, it was all You
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, it was all You
[Verse 5]
Sunday morning, I just kept circling the Church
My heart was beating out of my chest
Couldn't make a sound or even say a word
Tried to pick up my phone, call my wife and tell her how I feel
But my hands were heavy as two stones
Ten and two, stuck on the steering wheel
[Verse 6]
How do you worship when your soul ain't got a song to sing?
It's hard to remember when your heart forgets the melody
Jesus, when all I had was Your name on my lips
That's when I sent an SOS to heaven
And heaven broke in to come and rescue me
[Chorus]
I looked up
Oh, Lord
I looked up, yeah
From the bottom, and I saw You
Yeah, it was all You
I looked up
I would never win
I looked up, oh
From the bottom, and I saw You
Yeah, it was all You
[PostChorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, it was all You
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, it was all You
[Outro]
Sometimes I gotta look back at the man I was
To remember just how far You brought me, how far I've come
All those little victories won
I'm so glad You always see the best in me
You always knew the man that I could be
From the moment I got down on my knees
I looked up
Oh
Mmm, oh, mmm
Written by: Brandon Lake, Chandler Moore, Chris Brown, Leeland Mooring, Mitch Wong, Pat Barrett, Steven Furtick

