Link: [The Byrds]
Not every song that
will be featured in this TWO FOR TUESDAY (TFT) series will be what is generally
considered as being “Christian” in the eyes of this world. For some will be anguished cries from the pit
of despair while others will be quite obviously fervent rants of
rebellion. Nonetheless, be assured that
they will all be of our Heavenly Father in one way or another, and I hope that
you will want to hear and fully accept the message, if you have been allowed
and enabled to.
Turn Turn Turn
The Byrds
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 sew
A time for love
A time for hate
A time for peace
I swear it’s not
too late
Eight Miles High
The Byrds
Eight miles high
And when you touch
down
You’ll find that
it’s
Stranger than known
Signs in the street
That say where you
goin’
Are somewhere
Just being their
own
Nowhere is
There’s warmth to
be found
Among those afraid
Of losing their
ground
Rain gray town
Known for its sound
In places
Small faces abound
Round the squares
Huddled in storms
Some laughing
Some just shapeless
forms
Sidewalk scenes
And black
limousines
Some living
Some standing alone
Lyrics From:
[elyrics.net]
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