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 Thomas’ 
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)