He loves to hear the wind sing

As it whistles through the pines on mountain hills

And 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 to Him majestic symphonies, but



Chorus

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

There's nothing more He'd rather hear

Nor so pleasing to His ear

As His favorite song of all



And He loves to hear the angels

As they sing" Holy, Holy is the Lamb"

Heaven's choirs in harmony

Lift up praises to the Great I Am

But He lifts His hands for silence

When the wicked, saved by grace, begin to sing

And a million angels listen

As the newborn soul sings, "I've been redeemed!"



Repeat chorus



It's not just melodies and harmonies

That captures His attention

It's not just 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



Repeat Chorus



Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lamb

Hallelujah, Hallelujah (repeat 2X)