Bible Verses About Wine

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

She has prepared her meat. She has mixed her wine. She has also set her table.

“Come, eat some of my bread, Drink some of the wine which I have mixed!

Wine is a mocker, and beer is a brawler. Whoever is led astray by them is not wise.

He who loves pleasure shall be a poor man. He who loves wine and oil shall not be rich.

Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaints? Who has needless bruises? Who has bloodshot eyes?

Those who stay long at the wine; those who go to seek out mixed wine.

Don’t look at the wine when it is red, when it sparkles in the cup, when it goes down smoothly.

In the end, it bites like a snake, and poisons like a viper.

It is not for kings, Lemuel; it is not for kings to drink wine; nor for princes to say, ‘Where is strong drink?’

lest they drink, and forget the decree, and pervert the justice due to anyone who is afflicted.

Give strong drink to him who is ready to perish; and wine to 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 of folly, until I might see what it was good for the sons of men that they should do under heaven all the days of their lives.

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

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

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

Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.

Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.

I have 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. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved

I would lead you, bringing you into my mother’s house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.

Your silver has become dross, your wine mixed with water.

Woe to those who rise up early in the morning, that they may follow strong drink; who stay late into the night, until wine inflames them!

The harp, lyre, tambourine, and flute, with wine, are at their feasts; but they don’t respect the work of the LORD, neither have they considered the operation of his hands.

Woe to those who are mighty to drink wine, and champions at mixing strong drink;