1 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.
2 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]
3 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]Source: Crowning Day No. 4 #221