Maverick City Music + UpperRoom Music - Getting Ready Lyrics

Lyrics

Verse 1:

What an honor to be invited 

To the marriage of the Lamb, 

To come and worship Him

Celebration it’s the joining of 

the Bride and the Son, the two becoming one


Pre-chorus:

All the prophecies fulfilled in a moment 

So we sing


Chorus:


Like the roar of many waters 

Like the sound of rolling thunder 

Hallelujah, give him glory

For the marriage of the Lamb is coming

We’re getting ready


Verse 2:

Filled with wonder, as we behold the man 

with fire in his eyes, the very Word of God

You are worthy Every kingdom, every nation bowing down

We’ll crown you with many crowns 


Pre-chorus

Every creed and tribe and tongue declaring

In unity


Chorus:

Like the roar of many waters 

Like the sound of rolling thunder 

Hallelujah, give him glory

For the marriage of the Lamb is coming (repeat second half at will)


Post-chorus:

We’re getting ready 

We’re getting ready 

We’re getting ready for you


Bridge:

We’ll shout ‘til the whole world hears it

We’ll sing ‘til the whole world knows

King Jesus is Faithful

He is the Blessed Hope

Video

Getting Ready - Maverick City Music x UPPERROOM

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Meaning & Inspiration

There is a specific kind of urgency in the way Maverick City Music and UpperRoom approach the "Marriage of the Lamb." It isn’t the polite, quiet reverence often found in traditional Sunday morning bulletins. Instead, they borrow the raw, uninhibited vocal intensity of the Black Gospel tradition—those sustained notes and the push-and-pull between the soloist and the room—to drag an eschatological concept into the immediate present.

When they sing, "We’re getting ready," it lands less like a theological statement and more like a frantic, joyful preparation for a wedding guest who just realized the groom is pulling into the driveway.

Consider the line, "Like the roar of many waters / Like the sound of rolling thunder." These lyrics pull directly from the imagery of Revelation 19:6, where John describes the voice of a great multitude in heaven. By choosing these descriptors, the songwriters aren't just trying to describe a big sound; they are invoking the sheer weight of God’s authority. It’s an interesting choice because, in a modern, hyper-produced studio environment, it’s hard to make a song sound like "rolling thunder." Yet, the chaotic, organic way these artists track their vocals—leaving in the grit and the breath—almost succeeds in capturing that overwhelming magnitude.

Does the message get lost in the "vibe"? Sometimes. When you’re caught up in the swells of the melody, it is easy to treat "the marriage of the Lamb" as a metaphor for a personal feeling of closeness to God rather than the terrifying, beautiful finality described in Scripture. Revelation 19 speaks of a wedding that marks the end of history as we know it, where the judge finally meets his bride. It’s a violent, glorious collision of heaven and earth.

Then there’s the line, "We’ll crown you with many crowns." It’s an odd, jagged image if you stop to really look at it. How does one person wear many crowns? It implies a sovereignty that cannot be contained by a single title or a single culture’s understanding of power. By pushing this language out into the room, the singers are forcing the listener to confront the fact that Jesus isn’t just a comfort; he is a King who is owed an allegiance that overrides every other national or cultural identity.

I find myself lingering on the repetition of "We’re getting ready." It feels like a loop of anxious, holy anticipation. I wonder, though: are we actually getting ready, or are we just singing about the concept of preparation until we feel better about our own lack of it? There is a tension there that the music doesn’t quite resolve. We shout about the coming marriage, but the song ends, the track fades, and we go back to our lives. Is the "roar" meant to sustain us through the week, or is it just a moment of noise to distract us from the silence that follows? I’m still figuring that out.

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