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
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
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!