Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is a Season) lyrics
by The Byrds



(from Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)



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 war, a time of peace

A time to love, a time to hate

A time you may embrace, a 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



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 swear it's not too late.