He rose

Oh, oh, oh. Ooh, hoo.
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, 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.
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, (bis 1)
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.