Water into wine

In a little town of Cana, on a wedding day so bright,

The guests were celebrating, laughter filled the night.

But the wine ran empty, the joy began to fade,

And there stood the Savior, with a plan already made.

Mary softly whispered, "Do whatever He will say."

The servants stood in wonder as they filled the jars that day.

He turned the water into wine,

A glimpse of glory, so divine.

From empty jars, He brought new life,

A miracle of love that night.

Oh, the Savior showed His sign,

Turning water into wine.

The jars were heavy, filled to the brim,

But the servants trusted, putting faith in Him.

They poured it out, and to their surprise,

The finest wine flowed, right before their eyes.

The master of the banquet said, "This is the best I’ve known!

Who saves the finest wine for last, when all the rest is gone?"

He turned the water into wine,

A glimpse of glory, so divine.

From empty jars, He brought new life,

A miracle of love that night.

Oh, the Savior showed His sign,

Turning water into wine.

It wasn’t just about the wine that flowed,

But a Savior’s heart, a love bestowed.

A sign of heaven’s endless grace,

God’s first miracle, in that place.

He turned the water into wine,

A glimpse of glory, so divine.

From empty jars, He brought new life,

A miracle of love that night.

Oh, the Savior showed His sign,

Turning water into wine.

In Cana of Galilee, His glory was revealed,

A wedding feast, a promise sealed.

From the simplest act, His light would shine,

The Son of God, turning water into wine.