Verso 1

Is my Bible a barricade
To keep Heaven shut
Are its gold gilded edges
Really meant to draw blood
Am I screaming out the truth
While I'm leaving out the love
Then I'm fake as the wine
In my cheap plastic cup

Verso 2

Are my scriptures just borders
Between them and us
Do my keys to the kingdom
Keep kindness locked up
Does my God love the world
Or just hate who I hate
Then I'm stale as that
Styrofoam bread that we break

Refrão

Lord we need that new wine
And new faces 'round the table
Lord we gotta fling wide
That open invitation

Verso 3

Is this banquet of grace
Just for overfed mouths
While the starving and the desperate
Nowhere to be found
Are we feasting on blessings
While the hungry look on
Is our holy communion
Even holy at all

Refrão

Lord we need that new wine
And new faces 'round the table
Lord we gotta fling wide
That open invitation
Let 'em come runnin'

Ponte

'Cause if they're
Banging on the door of our hearts
Then we can't leave them out
In the cold

Coro

Lord we need that new wine
And new faces 'round the table

Verso 4

Are we preachers or predators
Hiding our crimes
Is a long trail of victims
The fruit of our tithes
Is our good news beginning
To sound like a curse
Then we're broke as that body
That Christ broke for us

Refrão

Lord we need that new wine
And new faces 'round the table
Lord we gotta fling wide
That open invitation
Let 'em come runnin'

Ponte

'Cause if they're
Banging on the door of our hearts
Then we can't leave them out
In the cold

Coro

Lord we need that new wine
And new faces 'round the table