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)