End Of The Beginning Songtext
von The Prestonwood Choir

I was taking a trip on a plane the other day
Wishing that I could get out
When the man next to me saw the book in my hand
And then asked me what it was about
So I settled back in my seat
"A best seller," I said, "a history and a mystery in one"
And then I opened up the book and began to read
Of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John


He was born of a virgin one holy night
In the little town of Bethlehem
Angels gathered round him underneath the star
Singing praises to the great "I AM"
He walked on the water
Healed the lame
And made the blind to see again
And for the first time here on earth
We learned that God could be a friend
Though he never ever did a single thing wrong
The angry crowd chose him
And then he walked down the road and died on the cross
And that was the end of the beginning

"That′s not a new book, it's a Bible" He said
"And I′ve heard it all before
I've tried religion, it's shame and guilt
I don′t need it anymore
It′s superstition, a made up tales, just to help the weak to survive"
"Let me read it again", I said
"But listen closely, this is gonna change your life"


He was born of a virgin one holy night
In the little town of Bethlehem
Angels gathered round him underneath the star
Singing praises to the great "I AM"
He walked on the water
Healed the lame
And made the blind to see again
And for the first time here on earth
We learned that God could be a friend
Though he never ever did a single thing wrong
The angry crowd chose him
And then he walked down the road and died on the cross
And that was the end of the beginning

"The end of the beginning", he said with a smile
"What more could there be? He's dead
See they hung him, put nails in his hands
And a crown of thorns on his head
I said, "I′ll read it again, but this time there's more
I believe this is true
His death wasn′t the end but the beginning of life
That's completed in you
Don′t you know, he did all this for you"

He was born of a virgin one holy night
In the little town of Bethlehem
Angels gathered round him underneath the star
Singing praises to the great "I AM"
He walked on the water
Healed the lame
And made the blind to see again
And for the first time here on earth
We learned that God could be a friend
And though he never ever did a single thing wrong
The angry crowd chose him
And then he w
Cross and that was the end... o
But three days later, three days later, three days later...
He rose! Three days later He rose!

You see, He came, He lived, and He died,
But that was the end of the beginning.