There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time tobe silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
What does the worder gain from his toil? I have seen the
burden God has laid on men. He has made everything beautiful
in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men;
yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to
end. I know that there is nothing better for men than to be
happy and do good while they live. That everyone may eat and
drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil, that is the gift
of God. I know that everything God does will be for ever;
nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God
does it so that men will revere him.
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