Wine

Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright.

It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine; nor for princes strong drink:

Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts.

I sought in mine heart to give myself unto wine, yet acquainting mine heart with wisdom; and to lay hold on folly, till I might see what was that good for the sons of men, which they should do under the heaven all the days of their life.

Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God now accepteth thy works.

A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh merry: but 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 remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: 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.

And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

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 continue until night, till wine inflame them!

And the harp, and the viol, the tabret, and pipe, and wine, are in their feasts: but they regard not the work of the LORD, neither consider the operation of his hands.

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

And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.

And behold joy and gladness, slaying oxen, and killing sheep, eating flesh, and drinking wine: let us eat and drink; for to morrow we shall die.

The new wine mourneth, the vine languisheth, all the merryhearted do sigh.

They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink it.

There is a crying for wine in the streets; all joy is darkened, the mirth of the land is gone.

In that day sing ye unto her, A vineyard of red wine.

Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim, whose glorious beauty is a fading flower, which are on the head of the fat valleys of them that are overcome with wine!

But they also have erred through wine, and through strong drink are out of the way; the priest and the prophet have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, they are out of the way through strong drink; they err in vision, they stumble in judgment.

But they also have erred through wine, and through strong drink are out of the way; the priest and the prophet have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, they are out of the way through strong drink; they err in vision, they stumble in judgment.