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