paroles de chanson Favorite Song of All (Phillips Craig and Dean) - Phillips, Craig & Dean

I love You, Jesus

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
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 His favourite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When the 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 favourite song of all

And He loves to hear the angels as they sing
"Holy, Holy is the Lamb"
(Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lamb)
Heaven's cry is 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"

'Cause His favourite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When the 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 favourite 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 any heart set free
Washed and bought by Calvary
Begins to sing

That's His favourite song of all
It's the song of the redeemed
When the 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 favourite song of all

Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lamb
(Hallelujah, hallelujah)
That's His favourite song of all (Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lamb)
(Hallelujah, hallelujah), oh