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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 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.
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.
- Album:
- Tennessee Christmas
- Be Still and Know...Hymns & Faith
- BE STILL & KNOW: HYMNS & FAITH
- In Motion: The Remixes
- How Mercy Looks From Here
- Rock Of Ages...Hymns And Faith
- A Christmas Album
- Amy Grant
- Miscellaneous
- Singer Songwriter Collection: Lead Me On & Behind
- She Colors My Day (EP)
- A Christmas To Remember
- The Christmas Collection
- Age To Age
- Never Alone
- Straight Ahead
- Unguarded
- Home For Christmas
- Remembering Patsy Cline
- Songs From The Book