Brandon Lake – Count Em
This song is a thunderous declaration of God’s power, highlighting Jesus’ miracles and victories. “You got thunder in Your vocal, You got flames in Your eyes” paints a picture of God’s mighty presence.
The lyrics reference various biblical accounts – resurrection power (“Checked the tomb… the grave was empty”), healing (“Heaven’s healer using spit and mud”), and confronting enemies (“demons cower when they hear Your name called”).
The repetition of “You are the Lord Holy” emphasizes God’s sovereignty and holiness. The “can’t count ’em” refrain underscores the countless miracles and victories God has done.
The song’s energy is like a celebration of God’s unmatched power and wonders .
You got thunder in Your vocal, You got flames in Your eyesYou got wonder-working power pouring out of Your sideChecked the tomb all the way through, the grave was empty insideAin’t no other pull the greatest miracle of all time
You got power, demons cower when they hear Your name calledYou got power that still towers, make Goliath look smallYou got power to devour any counterfeit roarEven Your tongue is a sword, count up the score
You are the LordHolyYou are the LordHolyYou are the LordHolyYou are the LordHoly
Hey, hey
All those funerals You ruined when You made the dead riseHeaven’s healer using spit and mud to open blind eyeYou got wonders I can’t number, couldn’t count if I triedCalled the doctor and the doctor said, “I’m giving new lifeTell your enemies the victory is already hereMore than sixty thousand angels, just the tip of the spear”One day every knee will bow and every heart will be YoursThis is the end of a war, count up the score
You are the LordHolyYou are the LordHolyYou are the LordHolyYou are the LordHoly
How many enemies ended on bended knees, swallowed up in defeat?Can’t count ’emHow many raging seas opened in front of me? How many victories?Can’t count ’emHow many prophecies no one would dare believe? Now it’s realityCan’t count ’emHow many broken men given a second chance? See all the lifted handsCan’t count ’em
How many Thomases doubted Your promises standing here, now convinced?Can’t count ’emHow many hospitals said it’s impossible? How many miracles?Can’t count ’emHow many paralyzed living a different life? Go on and testifyCan’t count ’emHow many sinners saved? How many bodies raised? How many empty graves?Can’t count ’em
You are the LordHolyYou are the LordHolyYou are the LordHolyYou are the LordHoly
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