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, turn There is a season turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn
A 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
A time of love, a time of hate A time of war, a time of peace
A time of peace, a time of peace A time of peace, a time of peace

A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing.
To everything turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn.
And 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 for love, a time for hate.
A time for peace, I know it's not too late.
A time for peace.
A time for peace, I know it's not too late.
To everything turn, turn, turn.
Turn, turn, turn.
To everything turn, turn, turn, turn.