In Every Thing There Is A Season

To everything there is a season
And a time to every purpose under the heaven
A time to be born, and a time to die
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted
To everything there is a season
And a time to every purpose under the heaven
A time to kill, and a time to heal
A time to break down, and a time to build up
A time to weep, and a time to laugh
A time to mourn, and a time to dance
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing
A time to get, and a time to lose
A time to keep, and a time to cast away
A time to rend, and a time to sew
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak
A time to get, and a time to lose
A time to keep, and a time to cast away
A time to rend, and a time to sew
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak
To everything there is a season
And a time to every purpose under the heaven
A time to love, and a time to hate
A time of war, and a time of peace
A time of peace, a time of peace
A time of peace, a time of peace
A time of peace, a time of peace
A time of peace, of peace