Chorus
I know the end!
It’s news to make me whole
It’s joy to fill my soul,
It’s life to us, my friend
I know the end!
Verse 1
Imagine the disciples huddled in an upper room
You see the sleepless eyes and flowing tears
You’re hearing what they’re saying that the Lord has just been killed
Don’t you wish that you could whisper in their ears?
Repeat chorus
Verse 2
Imagine you are watching the Sanhedrin holding court
Saying, “Stephen stirs up trouble, spreading lies.”
Then the threats turn into actions and the stones begin to fly
Heaven’s standing open as he cries
Repeat chorus
Verse 3
Imagine you are banished to a distant Patmos mine
You’re worried Rome would stop the Gospel’s spread
When you went to John the Elder, he was busy writing words
He put his parchment down and then he said
Repeat chorus