O Ye Young Ye Gay Ye Proud
Oh, ye young, ye gay, ye proud,
You must die and wear a shroud;
Time will rob you of your bloom,
Death will drag you to the tomb.
Then you’ll cry and want to be
Happy in Eternity,
Happy in Eternity.
Will you go to heav’n or hell?
One you must, and there to dwell.
Christ will come and quickly, too;
I must meet Him, so must you. [Refrain]
The white throne will soon appear,
All the world must then draw near;
Sinners will be driven down,
Saints will wear the starry crown. [Refrain]