Favorite Song Of All

He loves to hear the wind sing 
As it whistles through the pines on mountain peaks 
He loves to hear the raindrops 
As they splash to the ground in a magic melody 
He smiles in sweet approval 
As the waves crash to the rocks in harmony 
Creation joins in unity to sing in majestic symphonies 

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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 angesls as they sing 
"Holy, holy is the Lamb" 
(Holy, holy, holy is the Lamb) 
Heaven's choirs sing 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" 

[Chorus] 

[Bridge:] 
It's not just melodies and harmonies 
that catches His attention 
It's not clever lines and phrases 
that cause Him to stop and listen 
But when any heart set free 
Washed and bought by Calvary begins to sing 

[Chorus] 

Holy, holy, holy is the Lamb 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah