Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Lake
Lead Vocals
Jacob Sooter
Keyboards
Will Franklin Chapman
Drums
Dan McKenzie
Bass
Hank Bentley
Electric Guitar
Peter Moll
Keyboards
Mary Beth Sudduth
Choir
Kimberly Thomas
Choir
Robert Mauti
Choir
Christian Alexander Walker
Choir
Seany Denson
Choir
Shirley Hernandez
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Lake
Songwriter
Jacob Sooter
Songwriter
Hank Bentley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Sooter
Producer
Hank Bentley
Producer
Robbie Artress
Recording Engineer
Matt Huber
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Dwan Hill
Vocal Recording Engineer
Lyrics
(Oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh)
You got thunder in Your vocal, You got flames in Your eyes
You got wonder working power pouring out of Your side
Checked the tomb all the way through, the grave was empty inside
Ain't no other pull the greatest miracle of all time
You got power, demons cower when they hear Your name called
You got power that still towers, make Goliath look small
You got power to devour any counterfeit roar
Even Your tongue is a sword, count up the score
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
Hey, hey
All those funerals You ruined when You made the dead rise
Heaven's healer, using spit and mud to open blind eyes
You got wonders I can't number, couldn't count if I tried
Called the doctor and the doctor said, "I'm giving new life"
Tell your enemies the victory is already here
More than sixty thousand angels, just the tip of the spear
One day, every knee will bow and every heart will be Yours
This is the end of a war, count up the score
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
How many enemies ended on bended knees
Swallowed up in defeat?
Can't count 'em
How many raging seas opened in front of me?
How many victories?
Can't count 'em
How many prophecies no one would dare believe?
Now it's reality
Can't count 'em
How many broken men given a second chance?
See all the lifted hands
Can't count 'em
How many Thomases doubted Your promises?
Standing here now convinced
Can't count 'em
How many hospitals said it's impossible?
How many miracles?
Can't count 'em
How many paralyzed living a different life
Go on and testify?
Can't count 'em
How many sinners saved?
How many bodies raised?
How many empty graves?
Can't count 'em
(Oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Oh, oh-oh, oh)
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
You are the Lord, holy
Writer(s): Jacob Sooter, Hank Bentley, Brandon Lake
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