Bible Verses About Wine

For they eat the bread of wickedness, And drink the wine of violence.

She hath killed her beasts; she hath mingled her wine; She hath also furnished her table:

Come, eat ye of my bread, And drink of the wine which I have mingled.

Wine is a mocker, strong drink a brawler; And whosoever erreth thereby is not wise.

He that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man: He that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich.

Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? Who hath complaining? who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes?

They that tarry long at the wine; They that go to seek out mixed wine.

Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, When it sparkleth in the cup, When it goeth down smoothly:

At the last it biteth like a serpent, And stingeth like an adder.

It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine; Nor for princes to say, Where is strong drink?

Lest they drink, and forget the law, And pervert the justice due to any that is afflicted.

Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, And wine unto the bitter in soul:

Let him drink, and forget his poverty, And remember his misery no more.

I searched in my heart how to cheer my flesh with wine, my heart yet guiding me with wisdom, and how to lay hold on folly, till I might see what it was good for the sons of men that they should do under heaven all the days of their life.

Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labor that I had labored to do; and, behold, all was vanity and a striving after wind, and there was no profit under the sun.

A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh glad the life; and money answereth all things.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.

Draw me; we will run after thee: The king hath brought me into his chambers; We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.

Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.

I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother’s house, Who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.

Thy silver is become dross, thy wine mixed with water.

Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning, that they may follow strong drink; that tarry late into the night, till wine inflame them!

And the harp and the lute, the tabret and the pipe, and wine, are in their feasts; but they regard not the work of Jehovah, neither have they considered the operation of his hands.

Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, and men of strength to mingle strong drink;