The Lamb and the Vine Eight hundred years of running Golden calves and broken vows You told Hosea take her home So he’d know how it feels somehow Love that keeps on coming back To a heart that won’t stay down You didn’t burn the vineyard You didn’t cut the tree You crushed the grapes of mercy And you poured a cup for me The Lamb and the vine, the blood and the wine Wild branches hanging where the old ones twine Not replaced, just brought inside Chosen still, and opened wide The Lamb and the vine The tenants killed the owner’s son The leaders lost the keys But the root was never ripped away It just reached past the leaves Rome drove the nails in The Lamb still spoke from the wood Father, forgive them Like You always would You didn’t burn the vineyard You didn’t cut the tree You crushed the grapes of mercy And you poured a cup for me The Lamb and the vine, the blood and the wine Wild branches hanging where the old ones twine Not replaced, just brought inside Chosen still, and opened wide The Lamb and the vine Twelve gates on the city Twelve stones in the wall One house, two peoples Same wine over all You kept the promise You didn’t take it back You made the table bigger And you never changed the pact The Lamb and the vine, the blood and the wine Wild branches hanging where the old ones twine Not replaced, just brought inside Chosen still, and opened wide The Lamb and the vine Yeah the Lamb and the vine
