He loves to hear the wind sing
As it whistles through the pines on mountain peaks
And He loves to hear the raindrops
As they splash to the ground in a magic melody
And He smiles in sweet approval
As the waves crash to the rocks in harmony
All Creation joins in unity to sing to Him majestic symphonies
CHORUS
But His favorite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His blood
Lift to Him a song of love
Nothing more He'd rather hear
Nor so pleasing to His ear
As His favorite song of all
He loves to hear the angels as they sing
"Holy, holy is the Lamb"
(Holy, holy, holy is the Lamb)
Heaven's choirs in harmony
Lift up praises to the great "I Am"
(Hallelujah, Hallelujah)
But He lifts His hands for silence
When the weakest saved by grace begins to sing
And a million angels listen as a newborn soul sings
"I have been redeemed"
2nd CHORUS
That's His favorite song of all
It's the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His blood
Lift to Him a song of love
Nothing more He'd rather hear
Nor so pleasing to His ear
As His favorite song of all
Bridge
It's not just melodies and harmonies
That capture His attention
It's not clever lines and phrases
That causes Him to stop and listen
But when any heart set free
Washed and bought by Calvary begins to sing
2nd CHORUS
Holy, holy, holy is the Lamb
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
As it whistles through the pines on mountain peaks
And He loves to hear the raindrops
As they splash to the ground in a magic melody
And He smiles in sweet approval
As the waves crash to the rocks in harmony
All Creation joins in unity to sing to Him majestic symphonies
CHORUS
But His favorite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His blood
Lift to Him a song of love
Nothing more He'd rather hear
Nor so pleasing to His ear
As His favorite song of all
He loves to hear the angels as they sing
"Holy, holy is the Lamb"
(Holy, holy, holy is the Lamb)
Heaven's choirs in harmony
Lift up praises to the great "I Am"
(Hallelujah, Hallelujah)
But He lifts His hands for silence
When the weakest saved by grace begins to sing
And a million angels listen as a newborn soul sings
"I have been redeemed"
2nd CHORUS
That's His favorite song of all
It's the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His blood
Lift to Him a song of love
Nothing more He'd rather hear
Nor so pleasing to His ear
As His favorite song of all
Bridge
It's not just melodies and harmonies
That capture His attention
It's not clever lines and phrases
That causes Him to stop and listen
But when any heart set free
Washed and bought by Calvary begins to sing
2nd CHORUS
Holy, holy, holy is the Lamb
Hallelujah, Hallelujah