To everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

time to be born, a time to die
time to plant, a time to reap
time to kill, a time to heal
time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

time to build up,a time to break down
time to dance, a time to mourn
time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together

To everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

time of love, a time of hate
time of war, a time of peace
time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

time to gain, a time to lose
time to rend, a time to sew
time for love, a time for hate
time for peace, I swear it's not too late