Favorite Song of All

He loves to hear the wind sing As it whistles through the pines and mountain leaves And He love to hear the raindrops As they splash to the ground in a magic melody He smiles in sweet approval As the waves crash through the rocks in the harmony All creation joins in unity To sing to Him majestic symphonies 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 There's nothin' more He'd rather hear Nor so pleasin' 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've been redeemed 'Cause 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 Nothin' more He'd rather hear Nor so pleasin' to His ear As His favorite song of all It's not just melodies and harmonies That catches His attention It's not just clever lines and phrases That causes Him to stop and listen But when anyone set free Washed and bought by Calvary begins to sing That's 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 nothin' more He'd rather hear Nor so pleasin' to His ear As His favorite song of all Holy, holy, (holy holy) Holy, holy is the Lamb Halleluiah (halleluiah, halleluiah) Holy, holy, (holy, holy) Holy, holy is the lamb Halleluiah (halleluiah, halleluiah)