“COUNT ‘EM by Brandon Lake” transcends the boundaries of a mere song; it unfolds as a heartfelt melody of gratitude that resonates deep within the soul. Brandon Lake’s artistic brilliance takes center stage in this composition, providing a musical journey that not only entertains but also invites introspection, urging us to celebrate the abundance that envelops our lives.
In the tapestry of “COUNT ‘EM,” Lake’s artistry weaves a narrative that prompts listeners to pause, reflect, and recognize the blessings that enrich their own existence—be they grand or seemingly inconspicuous. The composition serves as a gentle yet powerful reminder to appreciate the myriad moments of joy, the warmth of connections, and the countless facets of life that often go unnoticed in the hustle and bustle.
As you immerse yourself in the harmonious sounds of “COUNT ‘EM,” allow the music to be a guiding force, steering your thoughts towards gratitude and mindfulness. Lake’s composition encourages a contemplative pause, fostering an atmosphere where the listener can take stock of the richness surrounding them and acknowledge the beauty within the details of their journey.
In essence, “COUNT ‘EM” goes beyond being a mere musical piece; it evolves into a resonant experience, prompting a deeper connection with the blessings that define our lives. Brandon Lake’s creation serves as an uplifting reminder to appreciate and count the myriad joys, both big and small, that shape our individual narratives.
Brandon Lake – COUNT ‘EM 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 eye
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
