To everything turn,
turn, turn
There is a season turn, turn, turn
And a time to 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 an d a time
To every purpose under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
There is a time you may embrace,
there is a time to refrain from embracing
To everything turn, turn, turn
There is a season an d a time
to every purpose under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose,
a time to rend, a time to sow
A time of love, a time of hate, a time of peace
I swear it's not too late
To everything turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn,
And a time to every purpose
under heaven.
An d a time to every purpose under heaven.
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