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End Of The Beginning

David Phelps


I was takin' a trip on a plane the other day
Just wishing 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 settled back in my seat
A best seller, I said
A history and mystery in one
And 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 stars
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 walked down the road and died on the cross
And that was the end of the beginning

That's not a new book, that's a bible, he said
And I've heard it all before, I've tried religion
It's shame and guilt and I don't need it anymore

It's superstition, made up tales
And 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 stars
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 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
You said 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
And I believe that this is true
His death wasn't the end, but the beginning of life
That's completed 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
All the angles singing praises to The Great I Am

He walked on the water, healed the lame
And made the blind to see
And for the first time here on earth
Did you know that God could be a friend?

And though He never ever did a single thing wrong
He was the one the crowd chose
And then he walked and He died
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

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