Su Canción Favorita
Grupo Angel
His Favorite Song
He loves to hear the wind
Whispering through the trees and the sea
And he loves to hear the rain
As each drop falls to the ground in melody
Smiling, he listens
When the sea crashes on the rocks in harmony
Creation rejoices
Singing to him in majestic symphony
But his favorite is
The song of redemption
Sung by that
Redeemed sinner
When those he saved
Sing to their Redeemer
There's nothing that pleases him more
And catches his attention
That is his best song
And he loves to hear the angels
When they sing: Holy, holy is the Lord
(Holy, holy, holy is the Lord)
The heavenly choirs
Praise day and night the great I Am
(Hallelujah, hallelujah)
But he asks for silence
When the redeemed lift their prayer
(Amen)
And the angels listen
To the new creation sing: I am saved
But his favorite is
The song of redemption
Sung by that
Redeemed sinner
When those he saved
Sing to their Redeemer
There's nothing that pleases him more
And catches his attention
That is his best song
There are no melodies or harmonies
That captivate his attention
There are no majestic lyrics
That he prefers to hear
But the saved heart
That bought by his love
Praises God
But his favorite is
The song of redemption
Sung by that
Redeemed sinner
When those he saved
Sing to their Redeemer
There's nothing that pleases him more
And catches his attention
That is his best song
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord
(That is his best song)
Hallelujah, hallelujah
