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God's Revenue (Proverbs 8:19) & "The Touch of the Master's Hand"

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Announcements Forums Substance – March 17th, 2019 God's Revenue (Proverbs 8:19) & "The Touch of the Master's Hand"

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    The Touch of the Masters Hand

    ‘Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
    Thought it scarcely worth his while
    To waste much time on the old violin,
    But held it up with a smile.
    “What am I bidden, good folks,” he cried,
    “Who’ll start the bidding for me?”
    “A dollar, a dollar. Then two! Only two?
    Two dollars, and who’ll make it three?”

    “Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
    Going for three…” But no,
    From the room, far back, a grey-haired man
    Came forward and picked up the bow;
    Then wiping the dust from the old violin,
    And tightening the loosened strings,
    He played a melody pure and sweet,
    As a caroling angel sings.

    The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
    With a voice that was quiet and low,
    Said: “What am I bid for the old violin?”
    And he held it up with the bow.
    “A thousand dollars, and who’ll make it two?
    Two thousand! And who’ll make it three?
    Three thousand, once; three thousand, twice,
    And going and gone,” said he.

    The people cheered, but some of them cried,
    “We do not quite understand.
    What changed its worth?” Swift came the reply:
    “The touch of the Master’s hand.”
    And many a man with life out of tune,
    And battered and scarred with sin,
    Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd
    Much like the old violin.

    A “mess of pottage,” a glass of wine,
    A game — and he travels on.
    He is “going” once, and “going” twice,
    He’s “going” and almost “gone.”
    But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
    Never can quite understand
    The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
    By the touch of the Master’s hand.

    – Myra Brooks Welch


    This is beautiful… and priceless! Thank you for sharing this. It reminds me of friends’ lives transformed, and my own, for that matter, by “the touch of the Master’s hand”.

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