The Oil and the Wine

A sea of voices cast their cry
Upon my slumbering ears
The sound of pain and broken hearts
Was more than I could bear
Some have given to desire
For life had always been unkind
I recall the great commission
Pour in the oil and the wine

How long can we walk on by
Pretending not to see
The beaten, bleeding, dying
Helpless in the streets
We judge this sad misfortune
But rarely take the time
To reach down in sweet compassion
Pour in the oil and the wine

Oil and thе wine, healing divine
Thе oil brings the gladness
There's life in the vine
Oil and the wine, healing divine
Servants of mercy
Pouring oil and the wine

We don't need remind them
They've been wounded
They can feel the pain
Burning deep inside
They just need to hear
The gentle voice of someone
See the look of compassion
In their eyes

For who knows, someday somewhere
On some lonely road you'll find
That same Someone reaching gently
Pouring oil and the wine

Oil and the wine, healing divine
The oil brings the gladness
There's life in the vine
Oil and the wine, healing divine
Servants of mercy
Servants of mercy
Servants of mercy
Pouring oil and the wine