To everything - turn, turn, turnThere is a season - turn, turn, turnAnd a time for every purpose under heavenA time to be born, a time to dieA time to plant, a time to reapA time to kill, a time to healA time to laugh, a time to weepTo everything - turn, turn, turnThere is a season - turn, turn, turnAnd a time for every purpose under heavenA time to build up, a time to break downA time to dance, a time to mournA time to cast away stonesA time to gather stones togetherTo everything - turn, turn, turnThere is a season - turn, turn, turnAnd a time for every purpose under heavenA time of war, a time of peaceA time of love, a time of hateA time you may embraceA time to refrain from embracingTo everything - turn, turn, turnThere is a season - turn, turn, turnAnd a time for every purpose under heavenA time to gain, a time to loseA time to rend, a time to sewA time to love, a time to hateA time of peace, I swear it's not too late!