Hillsong Worship - New Wine - Make Me Your Vessel Lyrics
Lyrics
VERSE 1:
In the crushing
In the pressing
You are making new wine
In the soil I now surrender
You are breaking new ground
PRE-CHORUS:
So I yield to You and to Your careful hand
When I trust You I don’t need to understand
CHORUS:
Make me Your vessel
Make me an offering
Make me whatever You want me to be
I came here with nothing
But all You have given me
Jesus bring new wine out of me
VERSE 2:
In the crushing
In the pressing
You are making new wine
In the soil I now surrender
You are breaking new ground
VERSE TAG:
You are breaking new ground
BRIDGE:
Where there is new wine
There is new power
There is new freedom
The Kingdom is here
I lay down my old flames
To carry Your new fire today
Video
New Wine - Hillsong Worship
Meaning & Inspiration
That song hits me in a weird place. When they sing about the crushing and the pressing, I keep thinking about how grapes actually have to be ruined to become something else. It feels a bit like what Paul was saying when he talked about being poured out like a drink offering. It isn't exactly comfortable, is it? Most of the time I’m asking for comfort or relief, but the lyrics here are basically asking God to break things open. It’s strange to sing that when my instinct is usually to protect myself from the pressure.
I’m sitting here wondering if it’s actually biblical to ask for more crushing. I guess the idea of being clay in the potter’s hand is all through the prophets, so yielding to His hand makes sense. But there’s a part of me that hesitates. If I ask Him to make me whatever He wants, am I inviting a kind of suffering I’m not ready for? The bridge talks about new wine and new power, and I suppose that tracks with the way the Holy Spirit moves in Acts, changing people from the inside out. But does God always work through breaking, or am I just romanticizing pain because the melody sounds so heavy? I’m not sure I even want to know the answer, but the thought that I’m just a vessel for His purposes—rather than the one directing my own life—is either the most freeing thing I’ve ever heard or the most terrifying. It’s hard to tell if I’m just repeating lyrics or if I’m actually willing to let go of the control I hold onto so tightly.