Favorite Song of All - Phillips, Craig & Dean (With Song Lyrics) Chords
Tempo:
92.2 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
F
Ab
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Love you, Jesus.
[Eb]
[Eb] [Bb]
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[Cm]
[Fm] I sing to him just a [Bb] symphony.
But his favorite [Ab] song of all
is the song of the [Cm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [Fm] glean,
[Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
When those purchased by [Ab] his blood
lift to him a song [Cm] of love.
Nothing more he'd rather [Bb] hear,
nor [F] soothe them to [Bb] his liver,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
And he loves to hear the angels
[Bb] as they sing,
holy, holy is the lamb.
Heaven's [Eb] choirs in harmony
[Bb] lift their praises to the grave.
[Ab] But he lifts his hands for silence
when the weakest saved by grace
[Cm] begins to sing.
[Fm] And the million angels listen
as the newborn soul sings
life [Bb] and redeem.
For his favorite [Eb] song of all
is the song of the [Cm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [F] glean,
[Bb]
lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
When those purchased by [Ab] his blood
lift to him a [Cm] song of love.
There's nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear,
[F] nor soothe them to [Bb] his ear,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
It's [Ab] not just melodies [F] and harmonies
that catches his attention.
It's [Cm] not just clever lines and phrases
that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free,
washed and bought by Calvary,
begin [Bb] to sing.
That's his favorite song of all
is the song of the [Dm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners [C] now may glean,
[C] lift their voices [F] loud and strong.
When those purchased [Bb] by his blood
[G] lift to him a [Dm] song of love.
There's nothing more he'd [C] rather hear,
nor soothe them to his ear,
as his favorite song of [F] all.
[C]
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[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Bb]
[Ab]
[Cm]
[Fm] I sing to him just a [Bb] symphony.
But his favorite [Ab] song of all
is the song of the [Cm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [Fm] glean,
[Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
When those purchased by [Ab] his blood
lift to him a song [Cm] of love.
Nothing more he'd rather [Bb] hear,
nor [F] soothe them to [Bb] his liver,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
And he loves to hear the angels
[Bb] as they sing,
holy, holy is the lamb.
Heaven's [Eb] choirs in harmony
[Bb] lift their praises to the grave.
[Ab] But he lifts his hands for silence
when the weakest saved by grace
[Cm] begins to sing.
[Fm] And the million angels listen
as the newborn soul sings
life [Bb] and redeem.
For his favorite [Eb] song of all
is the song of the [Cm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [F] glean,
[Bb]
lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
When those purchased by [Ab] his blood
lift to him a [Cm] song of love.
There's nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear,
[F] nor soothe them to [Bb] his ear,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all.
It's [Ab] not just melodies [F] and harmonies
that catches his attention.
It's [Cm] not just clever lines and phrases
that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free,
washed and bought by Calvary,
begin [Bb] to sing.
That's his favorite song of all
is the song of the [Dm] redeemed.
When the lost sinners [C] now may glean,
[C] lift their voices [F] loud and strong.
When those purchased [Bb] by his blood
[G] lift to him a [Dm] song of love.
There's nothing more he'd [C] rather hear,
nor soothe them to his ear,
as his favorite song of [F] all.
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Key:
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_ _ _ _ Love you, Jesus.
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_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ I sing to him just a [Bb] symphony.
_ _ But his favorite [Ab] song of _ all
is the song of the [Cm] _ _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [Fm] glean,
_ [Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
_ When those purchased by [Ab] his _ _ blood
lift to him a song [Cm] of _ love.
Nothing more he'd rather [Bb] hear,
nor [F] soothe them to [Bb] his liver,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all. _ _ _
_ And he loves to hear the angels
[Bb] as they sing,
holy, holy is the lamb. _ _ _
_ _ Heaven's [Eb] choirs in harmony
[Bb] lift their praises to the grave. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] But he lifts his hands for silence
when the weakest saved by grace
[Cm] begins to sing. _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] And the million angels listen
as the newborn soul sings
life [Bb] and redeem.
_ _ For his favorite [Eb] song of _ _ all
is the song of the [Cm] _ _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [F] glean,
_ [Bb] _
lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
_ When those purchased by [Ab] his blood _ _
lift to him a [Cm] song of _ love.
There's nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear,
[F] nor soothe them to [Bb] his ear,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all. _ _
It's [Ab] not just melodies [F] and harmonies
that catches his attention.
It's [Cm] not just clever lines and phrases
that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free,
washed and bought by Calvary,
begin [Bb] to sing. _ _
That's his favorite song of _ all
is the song of the [Dm] _ _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners [C] now may _ glean, _
[C] lift their voices [F] loud and strong. _ _
When those purchased [Bb] by his blood _ _
[G] lift to him a [Dm] song of _ love. _
There's nothing more he'd [C] rather hear,
nor soothe them to his ear,
as his favorite song of _ [F] all. _
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_ _ _ _ Love you, Jesus.
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_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ I sing to him just a [Bb] symphony.
_ _ But his favorite [Ab] song of _ all
is the song of the [Cm] _ _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [Fm] glean,
_ [Bb] lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
_ When those purchased by [Ab] his _ _ blood
lift to him a song [Cm] of _ love.
Nothing more he'd rather [Bb] hear,
nor [F] soothe them to [Bb] his liver,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all. _ _ _
_ And he loves to hear the angels
[Bb] as they sing,
holy, holy is the lamb. _ _ _
_ _ Heaven's [Eb] choirs in harmony
[Bb] lift their praises to the grave. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] But he lifts his hands for silence
when the weakest saved by grace
[Cm] begins to sing. _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] And the million angels listen
as the newborn soul sings
life [Bb] and redeem.
_ _ For his favorite [Eb] song of _ _ all
is the song of the [Cm] _ _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners now [Bb] may [F] glean,
_ [Bb] _
lift their voices loud [Eb] and strong.
_ When those purchased by [Ab] his blood _ _
lift to him a [Cm] song of _ love.
There's nothing more he'd [Bb] rather hear,
[F] nor soothe them to [Bb] his ear,
as his favorite [Eb] song of all. _ _
It's [Ab] not just melodies [F] and harmonies
that catches his attention.
It's [Cm] not just clever lines and phrases
that causes him to stop and listen.
[Fm] But when they are set free,
washed and bought by Calvary,
begin [Bb] to sing. _ _
That's his favorite song of _ all
is the song of the [Dm] _ _ _ redeemed.
When the lost sinners [C] now may _ glean, _
[C] lift their voices [F] loud and strong. _ _
When those purchased [Bb] by his blood _ _
[G] lift to him a [Dm] song of _ love. _
There's nothing more he'd [C] rather hear,
nor soothe them to his ear,
as his favorite song of _ [F] all. _
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