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 You are the Lord (Holy) You are the Lord (Holy) You are the Lord (Holy) You are the Lord (Holy)
