What then

The question I have is,
"What really is going to happen?"
When the great book is opened and
Each one stands facing his record
What then?
What then?

When the great factories of our cities
Have turned our their last finished work
When the merchants have sold their last yard of goods
And fired the last tired clerk
When our banks have raked in their last dollar
And paid the last dividend
When the judge of the earth says, "closed for the night"
And asks for the balance
What then?
What then?

When the choir has sung its last anthem
And the preacher has made his last prayer
When the people have heard their last sermon
And the sound of it has died out on the air
When the bible lies closed on the altar
And the pews are all empty of men
And the trumpet of the ages is silent
And the great book is opened
What then?
Can you tell me
What then?

And when life seems so absurd
There's still a word that can be heard
Just be still and know
And then

When the actors have played their last drama
And the mimic has made his last fun
When the film has flashed its last picture
And the billboard displayed its last run
When the crowds seeking pleasure have all vanished
And gone out in the darkness again
When the trumpet of the ages is sounding
And the great book is opened
What then?
What then?

Can you tell me - what then?
I'm asking - what then?
What's gonna happen? - what then?
When the great book is open - what then?
And we stand before him - what then?
And we're asked for a reason - what then?
And the trumpet of the ages is sounding
What then?