Tickety, Tickety, Tock.
Tickety, Tickety, Tock.
Just like an unmoving rock
Are the moving hands of a clock.
It’s time that moves us through
An eternity that waits for us all. 
So let us believe it right
And be seated in the proper hall.
Christ said, “...I am the way, the truth, and the life:
No man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”
Strive to enter by the narrow gate.