Holy, Holy Is What The Angels Sing Chords by Kingdom Heirs
Tempo:
120.85 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
Abm
Fm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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There is singing up in heaven such as we have never known,
Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon [Bb] the throne.
Their sweet [Eb] harks are ever tuneful, [Bb] and their voice is [Eb] always clear,
Oh, that we might be more like them while [Bb] we serve the Master [Eb] here.
Holy, holy [Bb]
is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of [Abm] heaven ring.
But when I sing [Eb] redemption's story, they will fold [Bb] their wings,
For angels never felt the [Fm]
joys that our salvation
[Eb] brings.
But I hear another anthem blending, voices clear and strong,
Unto Him who [G] hath redeemed [Eb] us and hath bought us is [Bb] the song.
We have [Bb] come through [Cm] tribulation to this [Bbm] land so [Eb] fair and bright,
In the fountain freely flowing He [Bb] hath made our [Eb] garments white.
Holy,
[Bb] holy is [F] what the angels [Ab] sing,
And I expect [Eb] to help them make the [Bb] courts of heaven ring.
But when [C] I sing redemption's [Eb] story, [Bb] they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the [Gm] joys that our salvation [Eb]
brings.
[Bb] Then the angels stand and listen, for they cannot [Eb] join that song.
Like the [N] sound of the angels, they will sing.
Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon [Bb] the throne.
Their sweet [Eb] harks are ever tuneful, [Bb] and their voice is [Eb] always clear,
Oh, that we might be more like them while [Bb] we serve the Master [Eb] here.
Holy, holy [Bb]
is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of [Abm] heaven ring.
But when I sing [Eb] redemption's story, they will fold [Bb] their wings,
For angels never felt the [Fm]
joys that our salvation
[Eb] brings.
But I hear another anthem blending, voices clear and strong,
Unto Him who [G] hath redeemed [Eb] us and hath bought us is [Bb] the song.
We have [Bb] come through [Cm] tribulation to this [Bbm] land so [Eb] fair and bright,
In the fountain freely flowing He [Bb] hath made our [Eb] garments white.
Holy,
[Bb] holy is [F] what the angels [Ab] sing,
And I expect [Eb] to help them make the [Bb] courts of heaven ring.
But when [C] I sing redemption's [Eb] story, [Bb] they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the [Gm] joys that our salvation [Eb]
brings.
[Bb] Then the angels stand and listen, for they cannot [Eb] join that song.
Like the [N] sound of the angels, they will sing.
Key:
Bb
Eb
Abm
Fm
G
Bb
Eb
Abm
_ There is singing up in heaven such as we have never known,
Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon [Bb] the throne.
_ _ Their sweet [Eb] harks are ever tuneful, [Bb] and their voice is [Eb] always _ clear,
Oh, that we might be more like them while [Bb] we serve the Master [Eb] _ here. _
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_ Holy, holy [Bb] _ _ _
is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of [Abm] heaven ring.
But when I sing [Eb] redemption's story, _ they will fold [Bb] their wings,
For angels never felt the [Fm] _ _
joys that our salvation _
[Eb] _ _ brings.
_ But I hear another anthem blending, voices clear and strong,
_ Unto Him who [G] hath redeemed [Eb] us and hath bought us is [Bb] the song.
We have [Bb] come through _ [Cm] tribulation to this [Bbm] land so [Eb] fair and _ bright,
In the fountain freely flowing He [Bb] hath made our [Eb] garments _ _ white.
_ _ _ Holy, _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ holy _ _ _ is [F] what the angels [Ab] sing,
And I expect [Eb] to help them make the [Bb] courts of heaven ring.
But when [C] I sing redemption's [Eb] story, _ [Bb] they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the _ [Gm] joys that our salvation [Eb] _ _
brings.
[Bb] _ Then the angels stand and listen, for they cannot [Eb] join that song.
Like the [N] sound of the angels, they will sing. _ _ _ _ _ _
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Where the angels sing the praises of the Lamb upon [Bb] the throne.
_ _ Their sweet [Eb] harks are ever tuneful, [Bb] and their voice is [Eb] always _ clear,
Oh, that we might be more like them while [Bb] we serve the Master [Eb] _ here. _
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_ Holy, holy [Bb] _ _ _
is what the angels sing,
And I expect to help them make the courts of [Abm] heaven ring.
But when I sing [Eb] redemption's story, _ they will fold [Bb] their wings,
For angels never felt the [Fm] _ _
joys that our salvation _
[Eb] _ _ brings.
_ But I hear another anthem blending, voices clear and strong,
_ Unto Him who [G] hath redeemed [Eb] us and hath bought us is [Bb] the song.
We have [Bb] come through _ [Cm] tribulation to this [Bbm] land so [Eb] fair and _ bright,
In the fountain freely flowing He [Bb] hath made our [Eb] garments _ _ white.
_ _ _ Holy, _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ holy _ _ _ is [F] what the angels [Ab] sing,
And I expect [Eb] to help them make the [Bb] courts of heaven ring.
But when [C] I sing redemption's [Eb] story, _ [Bb] they will fold their wings,
For angels never felt the _ [Gm] joys that our salvation [Eb] _ _
brings.
[Bb] _ Then the angels stand and listen, for they cannot [Eb] join that song.
Like the [N] sound of the angels, they will sing. _ _ _ _ _ _
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