To everything

Turn, turn, turn

There is a season

Turn, turn, turn

And a time for every purpose under Heaven

A time to be born, a time to die

A time to plant, a time to reap

A time to kill, a time to heal

A time to laugh, a time to weep



To everything

Turn, turn, turn

There is a season

Turn, turn, turn

And a time for every purpose under Heaven



A time of love, a time of hate

A time of war, a time of peace

A time you may embrace

A time to refrain from embracings



To everything

Turn, turn, turn

There is a season

Turn, turn, turn

And a time for every purpose under Heaven



A time to gain, a time to lose

A time to rend, a time to sew

A time for love, a time for hate

A time for peace, I swear it's not too late



To everything

Turn, turn, turn

There is a season

Turn, turn, turn

 




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