Holy, Holy, Is What the Angels Sing by John Sweeney chords
by Traditional · Key C · 72 BPM
Verse 1
[D]There is singing up in hea[A7]ven s[D]uch as we have never known, [D]Where the [G]angels[D] sing the praises[A7] of the Lamb upon the throne; [A7]Their sweet harps[D] are ever t[A7]uneful an[D]d their voices always clear, [D]O that we might be more [A7]like them [D]while we serve the Master here!
Refrain
[D]Holy,[A7] holy,[Bm] is what[A] the [D]angels sing, An[G]d I expe[D]ct to help [A]them m[E7]ake t[A]he courts of heaven ring; Bu[A7]t when I [D]sing redempt[A7]ion’s story, t[D]hey will fold their wings, Fo[G]r ange[D]ls n[A7]ever fe[D]lt the [A]joys [A7]that o[D]ur salvation brings.
Verse 2
B[D]ut I hear another anthem,[A7] blend[D]ing voices clear and strong, [D]“Unto Him wh[G]o hath re[D]deemed us a[A7]nd hath bought us,” is the song; W[A7]e have come thro’[D] tribulatio[A7]ns to thi[D]s land so fair and bright, I[D]n the fountain freely fl[A7]owing He h[D]ath made our garments white.
Refrain
[D]Holy,[A7] holy,[Bm] is what[A] the [D]angels sing, An[G]d I expe[D]ct to help [A]them m[E7]ake t[A]he courts of heaven ring; Bu[A7]t when I [D]sing redempt[A7]ion’s story, t[D]hey will fold their wings, Fo[G]r ang[D]els n[A7]ever fe[D]lt the [A]joys [A7]that [D]our salvation brings.
Verse 3
T[D]hen the angels stand and list[A7]en, for[D] they cannot join that song, [D]Like the sound[G] of many w[D]aters, by t[A7]hat happy, blood-washed throng; F[A7]or they sing abou[D]t great tri[A7]als, battles[D] fought and vict’ries won, A[D]nd they praised the gr[A7]eat Redeemer,[D] who hath said to them, “Well done.”
Refrain
[D]Holy,[A7] holy,[Bm] is what[A] the [D]angels sing, An[G]d I expe[D]ct to help [A]them m[E7]ake t[A]he courts of heaven ring; Bu[A7]t when I [D]sing redempt[A7]ion’s story, t[D]hey will fold their wings, Fo[G]r ang[D]els n[A7]ever fe[D]lt the [A]joys [A7]that [D]our salvation brings.
Verse 4
S[D]o, although I’m not an a[A7]ngel, y[D]et I know that over there [D]I will join a b[G]lessed cho[D]rus that [A7]the angels cannot share; I[A7] will si[D]ng about m[A7]y Savior, w[D]ho upon dark Calvary [D]Freely pardoned my t[A7]ransgressions[D],died to set the sinner free.
Refrain
[D]Holy,[A7] holy,[Bm] is what[A] the [D]angels sing, An[G]d I expe[D]ct to help [A]them m[E7]ake t[A]he courts of heaven ring; Bu[A7]t when I [D]sing redempt[A7]ion’s story, t[D]hey will fold their wings, Fo[G]r ang[D]els n[A7]ever fe[D]lt the [A]joys [A7]that [D]our salvation brings.
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