A Time For Every Purpose

There are tears of sorrow in my eyes today

For the one who gave me life has passed away

But through the tears and pain, I know we'll meet again

When Jesus comes on resurrection day

There's a time for sorrow and a  time for joy

There's a  time to be born, and a time to die

There's a time to mourn, and a time to dance

And a time for every purpose under heaven

There was beauty, love and grace, in my dear mother's face

And I remember how she made me smile

Now God has called her name, but I know we'll meet again

I will only miss her for a little while

There's a time for sorrow and a time for joy

There's a time to laugh, and a time to weep

There's a time to lose, and a time to keep

To everything there is a season

When Jesus came to Bethany, Lazarus was dead

And resting in the grave when He arrived

And while their brother slept, those who loved him wept

And when He saw their sorrow, Jesus cried

There's a time for sorrow and a time for joy

There's a time to keep silent, and a time to speak

There's a time to heal, and to cast away stones

And a time, to gather stones together

Then Martha said to Jesus, LORD if You were here

Our brother who You loved would not have died

Then Jesus called his name, and Lazarus rose again

And He turned their time of sorrow into joy

There's a time for sorrow and a time for joy

There's a time for war, and a time for peace

There's a time to rise, and a time to sleep

And a time for every purpose under heaven

There are tears of sorrow in my eyes today

For the one who gave me life has passed away

But through the tears and pain, I know we'll meet again

When Jesus comes on resurrection day

There's a time for sorrow and a time for joy

There's a time to love, and a time to hate

There's a time to plant, and a time to reap
And a time for every purpose under heaven

There's a time for sorrow and a time for joy

There's a time to be born, and a time to die

There's a time to mourn, and a time to dance

To everything there is a season

There's a time to mourn, and a time to dance

And a time for every purpose under heaven

Written by Bruce Moss

To God be the glory