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Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
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Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Poem By Anonymous

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
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 love, and a time to hate;
A time of war, and a time of peace.

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Without time none can understand what was or is real fact of life
Rightfully said, delightfully rhymed!
Yes and I believe that all this above applies to all humankind...One of my favourite chapters in the bible.
.....one of my favorite verses from the bible, I love the theme of time ★
One of my favorites. Sometimes I really need to remember what time it is!!