Chords for Favorite Song Of All
Tempo:
91.8 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
F
Ab
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I love [Eb] you, Jesus.
[Bb]
He loves to [Ab] hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles through the pines on mountain [Eb] peaks.
And he loves to [Ab] hear the rain drop [Bb] as they splash to the ground in a magic melody.
[Ab] He smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] harmony.
[Fm] Creation joins in unity, sing to him distant [Bb] symphonies.
But his favorite [Eb] song of [Ab] all is the song of [Cm] liberty.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [Fm] glean, [Bb] lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
When those perched [Ab] by him flood, [Eb] lift to him the [Cm] song of love.
Nothing more here to [Bb] rather hear, [F] nor so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
And he loves to hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, holy, holy is the land.
[Eb] Holy, holy, holy is the land.
Heaven's choirs in harmony [Bb] lift up praises to the great I Am.
Hallelujah, hallelujah.
[Ab] He lifts his hand for silence when the weakest say, my grace [Cm] begins to see.
[Fm] And a million angels listen as the newborn soul sings, I've [Bb] been redeemed.
Cause his favorite [Eb] song of all is the song of [Cm] liberty.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [F] glean, [Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
[Eb] When those perched by [Ab] him flood, lift to him the song [Cm] of love.
Nothing more here to rather [Bb] hear, nor [F] so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
It's not [Ab] just [F] melodies and harmonies that catches his attention.
It's not [Cm] just clever lines and phrases that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free, washed in blood by Calvary, he begins [Bb] to sing.
That's [F] his favorite [Bb] song of all, [G] is the song of the [Dm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners now may [C] [F] glean, lift their voices loud [F] and strong.
When those perched by him [Bb] flood, [G] lift to him the song [Dm] of love.
Nothing more here to rather [C] hear, nor so please him to his ear, [Gm] as his favorite [C]
song of all.
[F] Holy, holy, holy is the Lord.
Hallelujah, [C] hallelujah.
[F] That's his favorite song of all.
[C]
[F]
[Bb]
He loves to [Ab] hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles through the pines on mountain [Eb] peaks.
And he loves to [Ab] hear the rain drop [Bb] as they splash to the ground in a magic melody.
[Ab] He smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] harmony.
[Fm] Creation joins in unity, sing to him distant [Bb] symphonies.
But his favorite [Eb] song of [Ab] all is the song of [Cm] liberty.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [Fm] glean, [Bb] lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
When those perched [Ab] by him flood, [Eb] lift to him the [Cm] song of love.
Nothing more here to [Bb] rather hear, [F] nor so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
And he loves to hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, holy, holy is the land.
[Eb] Holy, holy, holy is the land.
Heaven's choirs in harmony [Bb] lift up praises to the great I Am.
Hallelujah, hallelujah.
[Ab] He lifts his hand for silence when the weakest say, my grace [Cm] begins to see.
[Fm] And a million angels listen as the newborn soul sings, I've [Bb] been redeemed.
Cause his favorite [Eb] song of all is the song of [Cm] liberty.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [F] glean, [Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
[Eb] When those perched by [Ab] him flood, lift to him the song [Cm] of love.
Nothing more here to rather [Bb] hear, nor [F] so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
It's not [Ab] just [F] melodies and harmonies that catches his attention.
It's not [Cm] just clever lines and phrases that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free, washed in blood by Calvary, he begins [Bb] to sing.
That's [F] his favorite [Bb] song of all, [G] is the song of the [Dm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners now may [C] [F] glean, lift their voices loud [F] and strong.
When those perched by him [Bb] flood, [G] lift to him the song [Dm] of love.
Nothing more here to rather [C] hear, nor so please him to his ear, [Gm] as his favorite [C]
song of all.
[F] Holy, holy, holy is the Lord.
Hallelujah, [C] hallelujah.
[F] That's his favorite song of all.
[C]
[F]
Key:
Bb
Eb
F
Ab
Cm
Bb
Eb
F
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I love [Eb] you, Jesus.
_ _ [Bb]
He loves to [Ab] hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles through the pines on mountain [Eb] peaks. _ _ _ _
And he loves to [Ab] hear the rain drop [Bb] as they splash to the ground in a magic melody. _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] He smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] harmony. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] Creation joins in unity, sing to him distant [Bb] _ _ symphonies.
_ But his favorite [Eb] song of _ [Ab] all is the song of [Cm] liberty.
_ _ _ _ When the lost sinners now [Bb] may _ [Fm] glean, [Bb] _ lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
_ _ When those perched [Ab] by him flood, _ _ [Eb] _ lift to him the [Cm] song of love.
_ _ Nothing more here to [Bb] rather hear, [F] nor so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all. _ _ _
And he loves to hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, holy, holy is the land.
[Eb] Holy, holy, holy is the land.
Heaven's choirs in harmony [Bb] lift up praises to the great I Am.
Hallelujah, _ _ hallelujah.
[Ab] He lifts his hand for silence when the weakest say, my grace [Cm] begins to see. _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] And a million angels listen as the newborn soul sings, I've [Bb] been _ _ _ redeemed.
Cause his favorite [Eb] song of _ all _ is the song of [Cm] liberty.
_ _ _ When the lost sinners now [Bb] may _ [F] glean, [Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
[Eb] _ When those perched by [Ab] him flood, _ _ lift to him the song [Cm] of love.
_ Nothing more here to rather [Bb] hear, nor [F] so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
_ _ It's not [Ab] just [F] melodies and harmonies that catches his attention.
It's not [Cm] just clever lines and phrases that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free, washed in blood by Calvary, he begins [Bb] to sing.
_ That's [F] his favorite [Bb] song of _ all, [G] is the song of the [Dm] _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners now may [C] _ [F] glean, _ lift their voices loud [F] and strong.
_ _ When those perched by him [Bb] flood, _ _ [G] lift to him the song [Dm] of love.
_ Nothing more here to rather [C] hear, nor so please him to his ear, [Gm] as his favorite [C]
song of _ all.
[F] _ Holy, _ _ holy, holy is the Lord. _
_ _ Hallelujah, [C] _ hallelujah. _
[F] That's his favorite song of all. _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I love [Eb] you, Jesus.
_ _ [Bb]
He loves to [Ab] hear the wind sing [Bb] as it whistles through the pines on mountain [Eb] peaks. _ _ _ _
And he loves to [Ab] hear the rain drop [Bb] as they splash to the ground in a magic melody. _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] He smiles in sweet approval as the waves crash to the rocks in [Cm] harmony. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] Creation joins in unity, sing to him distant [Bb] _ _ symphonies.
_ But his favorite [Eb] song of _ [Ab] all is the song of [Cm] liberty.
_ _ _ _ When the lost sinners now [Bb] may _ [Fm] glean, [Bb] _ lift their voices [Eb] loud and strong.
_ _ When those perched [Ab] by him flood, _ _ [Eb] _ lift to him the [Cm] song of love.
_ _ Nothing more here to [Bb] rather hear, [F] nor so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all. _ _ _
And he loves to hear the angels [Bb] as they sing, holy, holy is the land.
[Eb] Holy, holy, holy is the land.
Heaven's choirs in harmony [Bb] lift up praises to the great I Am.
Hallelujah, _ _ hallelujah.
[Ab] He lifts his hand for silence when the weakest say, my grace [Cm] begins to see. _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] And a million angels listen as the newborn soul sings, I've [Bb] been _ _ _ redeemed.
Cause his favorite [Eb] song of _ all _ is the song of [Cm] liberty.
_ _ _ When the lost sinners now [Bb] may _ [F] glean, [Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
[Eb] _ When those perched by [Ab] him flood, _ _ lift to him the song [Cm] of love.
_ Nothing more here to rather [Bb] hear, nor [F] so please him to [Bb] his ear, as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
_ _ It's not [Ab] just [F] melodies and harmonies that catches his attention.
It's not [Cm] just clever lines and phrases that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free, washed in blood by Calvary, he begins [Bb] to sing.
_ That's [F] his favorite [Bb] song of _ all, [G] is the song of the [Dm] _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners now may [C] _ [F] glean, _ lift their voices loud [F] and strong.
_ _ When those perched by him [Bb] flood, _ _ [G] lift to him the song [Dm] of love.
_ Nothing more here to rather [C] hear, nor so please him to his ear, [Gm] as his favorite [C]
song of _ all.
[F] _ Holy, _ _ holy, holy is the Lord. _
_ _ Hallelujah, [C] _ hallelujah. _
[F] That's his favorite song of all. _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _