It’s not that this wine is special or holy

It doesn’t have magical properties now 

It’s only the juice of some grapes, fermented

Measured out into portions, shared round 

The power is in the symbol it gives us

Of blood once spilled out on bare ground

Of a life poured empty for the whole of the world 

Of a gift tightly guarded, once found

The power of this wine is in the Christ it calls to

Our Lord who always turns towards our trauma

He’s the one we look to, embracing all the broken 

And never shies away from all our drama 

It’s a promise, unbreakable, sins wiped away

Forgiveness that’s offered for free

It’s the Father and son who knowingly gave

Salvation for you and for me

So let us sip and be settled by Jesus’ strong presence

Drink and be drowned in his grace

Let us bask in his glorious victory won

Till the day we meet him face to face