Oh, oh, oh oh, ho
I was taking a trip on a plane the other day
Just wishin` that I could get out
When the man next to me saw the book in my hand
And asked me what it was about, so I sttled back in my seat
A best-seller, I said: A history and mistery in one
Then I opened up the book and began to read
From 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
And through 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

Ooh, hoo
That`s not a new book, that`s a bible, he said
And I`ve heart it all before. I`ve tried religion
He shame and guilt, and I don`t need it anymore
It`s supertition, madeup 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
And through 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
Oh, hoo
Then end of the beginning? He said with a smile
What more could there be? He`s dead
You said they hung him?, and put nails in his hands
And crown of thorns on hi head
I said I`ll read it again, but this time, there`s more
And I believe that this is true
His death wasn`t the end but the beginning og life
That`s complete in you. Don`t you see?
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, did you know that God could be a friend?
And through he never, ever did a single thing wrong
He was the one the crown chose. And then he walked, and he died
But three days later
Three days later, he rose!, three days he rose
You see, he came, and he lived, and he died, but that was the end
Of the beginning