Favorite Song Of All Chords by The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
Tempo:
91.5 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Ab
Eb
Cm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
He loves to hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles [Eb] through the pines on mountain [Bb] peaks.
[Eb] And he loves to hear the rain drops as they splash to the ground in a magic [Bb] melody.
[Ab] And he smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] their harmony.
[Fm] All creation joins in unity, sing to him majestic [F] [Bb] symphonies.
But his favorite [Ab] song of all is the song of [Cm] the redeemed.
When lost sinners [Bb] how they plead, lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is burned, lift to him the [Cm] song of love.
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here [Eb] as his favorite song of all.
He loves to [Ab] hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, [Ab] holy, holy [Eb] is the lamb.
[Ab] Holy, holy, [Bb]
holy [Ab] is the lamb.
[Eb] Heaven's choirs [Ab] in harmony [Bb]
lift up praises to the great I Am.
But [Ab] he lifts his head for silence when the wicked saved by grace [Cm] begins to sing.
[Fm] And a million angels listen as a newborn soul sings, I have been [Bb] redeemed.
[Eb] That's his favorite [Ab] song of all, it's the song of the [Cm] redeemed.
[C] When lost sinners how [Bb] they [F] plead, [Bb]
lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is burned, lift to him the song [Cm] of love.
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [Eb] his favorite song of all.
It's not [Ab] just melodies and harmonies [Eb] that capture his attention.
It's not [Cm] just prayer, the life and prayer here.
It's all he's here to stop and listen, it's [Fm] where many hearts are free.
Watch them walk like a marionette [Bb] into sin.
[F] That's his favorite [Bb] song of all, it's the song of the [Dm] redeemed.
When lost sinners how [C] they plead, lift their voices loud [F] and strong.
When the perfect fire [Bb] is burned, lift to him the song [Dm] of love.
Nothing more he'd [C] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [F] his favorite song of all.
Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the Lord.
Hallelujah.
Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the [C] Lord.
[F] Hallelujah.
[D] Hallelujah.
[F]
He loves to hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles [Eb] through the pines on mountain [Bb] peaks.
[Eb] And he loves to hear the rain drops as they splash to the ground in a magic [Bb] melody.
[Ab] And he smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] their harmony.
[Fm] All creation joins in unity, sing to him majestic [F] [Bb] symphonies.
But his favorite [Ab] song of all is the song of [Cm] the redeemed.
When lost sinners [Bb] how they plead, lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is burned, lift to him the [Cm] song of love.
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here [Eb] as his favorite song of all.
He loves to [Ab] hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, [Ab] holy, holy [Eb] is the lamb.
[Ab] Holy, holy, [Bb]
holy [Ab] is the lamb.
[Eb] Heaven's choirs [Ab] in harmony [Bb]
lift up praises to the great I Am.
But [Ab] he lifts his head for silence when the wicked saved by grace [Cm] begins to sing.
[Fm] And a million angels listen as a newborn soul sings, I have been [Bb] redeemed.
[Eb] That's his favorite [Ab] song of all, it's the song of the [Cm] redeemed.
[C] When lost sinners how [Bb] they [F] plead, [Bb]
lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is burned, lift to him the song [Cm] of love.
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [Eb] his favorite song of all.
It's not [Ab] just melodies and harmonies [Eb] that capture his attention.
It's not [Cm] just prayer, the life and prayer here.
It's all he's here to stop and listen, it's [Fm] where many hearts are free.
Watch them walk like a marionette [Bb] into sin.
[F] That's his favorite [Bb] song of all, it's the song of the [Dm] redeemed.
When lost sinners how [C] they plead, lift their voices loud [F] and strong.
When the perfect fire [Bb] is burned, lift to him the song [Dm] of love.
Nothing more he'd [C] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [F] his favorite song of all.
Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the Lord.
Hallelujah.
Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the [C] Lord.
[F] Hallelujah.
[D] Hallelujah.
[F]
Key:
Bb
Ab
Eb
Cm
F
Bb
Ab
Eb
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ He loves to hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles [Eb] through the pines on mountain [Bb] peaks. _ _
_ [Eb] _ And he loves to hear the rain drops as they splash to the ground in a magic [Bb] melody. _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] And he smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] their harmony. _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] All creation joins in unity, sing to him majestic [F] _ _ _ [Bb] symphonies.
But his favorite [Ab] song of _ all is the song of [Cm] the _ redeemed. _
When lost sinners [Bb] how they _ plead, _ lift their voices [Eb] loud and _ _ strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is burned, _ _ lift to him the [Cm] song of _ love. _
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here [Eb] as his favorite song of _ _ all.
_ He loves to [Ab] hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, [Ab] holy, holy [Eb] is the lamb.
[Ab] Holy, holy, [Bb]
holy [Ab] is the lamb.
[Eb] Heaven's choirs [Ab] in harmony [Bb]
lift up praises to the great I Am.
But _ _ _ _ [Ab] he lifts his head for silence when the wicked saved by grace [Cm] begins to sing. _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] And a million angels listen as a newborn soul sings, I have been [Bb] _ redeemed. _ _
[Eb] That's his favorite [Ab] song of _ _ all, it's the song of the [Cm] _ _ _ redeemed.
[C] When lost sinners how [Bb] they _ [F] plead, [Bb] _
lift their voices [Eb] loud and _ strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is _ _ burned, lift to him the song [Cm] of _ _ love.
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [Eb] his favorite song of _ all.
_ It's not [Ab] just melodies and harmonies [Eb] that capture his attention.
It's not [Cm] just prayer, the life and prayer here.
It's all he's here to stop and listen, it's [Fm] where many hearts are free.
Watch them walk like a marionette [Bb] into sin. _ _
[F] That's his favorite [Bb] song of _ _ all, it's the song of the [Dm] _ _ redeemed.
When lost sinners how [C] they _ plead, lift their voices loud [F] and strong. _
When the perfect fire [Bb] is burned, _ _ lift to him the song [Dm] of love. _ _ _
Nothing more he'd [C] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [F] his favorite song of all. _ _ _
_ _ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the Lord.
Hallelujah. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the [C] Lord.
[F] Hallelujah. _ _ _ _
[D] Hallelujah.
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ He loves to hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles [Eb] through the pines on mountain [Bb] peaks. _ _
_ [Eb] _ And he loves to hear the rain drops as they splash to the ground in a magic [Bb] melody. _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] And he smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] their harmony. _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] All creation joins in unity, sing to him majestic [F] _ _ _ [Bb] symphonies.
But his favorite [Ab] song of _ all is the song of [Cm] the _ redeemed. _
When lost sinners [Bb] how they _ plead, _ lift their voices [Eb] loud and _ _ strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is burned, _ _ lift to him the [Cm] song of _ love. _
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here [Eb] as his favorite song of _ _ all.
_ He loves to [Ab] hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, [Ab] holy, holy [Eb] is the lamb.
[Ab] Holy, holy, [Bb]
holy [Ab] is the lamb.
[Eb] Heaven's choirs [Ab] in harmony [Bb]
lift up praises to the great I Am.
But _ _ _ _ [Ab] he lifts his head for silence when the wicked saved by grace [Cm] begins to sing. _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] And a million angels listen as a newborn soul sings, I have been [Bb] _ redeemed. _ _
[Eb] That's his favorite [Ab] song of _ _ all, it's the song of the [Cm] _ _ _ redeemed.
[C] When lost sinners how [Bb] they _ [F] plead, [Bb] _
lift their voices [Eb] loud and _ strong.
When the perfect [Ab] fire is _ _ burned, lift to him the song [Cm] of _ _ love.
Nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [Eb] his favorite song of _ all.
_ It's not [Ab] just melodies and harmonies [Eb] that capture his attention.
It's not [Cm] just prayer, the life and prayer here.
It's all he's here to stop and listen, it's [Fm] where many hearts are free.
Watch them walk like a marionette [Bb] into sin. _ _
[F] That's his favorite [Bb] song of _ _ all, it's the song of the [Dm] _ _ redeemed.
When lost sinners how [C] they _ plead, lift their voices loud [F] and strong. _
When the perfect fire [Bb] is burned, _ _ lift to him the song [Dm] of love. _ _ _
Nothing more he'd [C] rather hear than so pleading to him here as [F] his favorite song of all. _ _ _
_ _ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the Lord.
Hallelujah. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy is the [C] Lord.
[F] Hallelujah. _ _ _ _
[D] Hallelujah.
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _