Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is A Season)

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