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, form the room, far back,
a gray-haired man came forward and picked up the bow;
then, wiping the dust from the old violin,
and tightening the loose strings,
he played a melody pure and sweet
as 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 it's 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 thoughless 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's wrought by the touch of the Master's hand.
Myra Brooks Welch
Music is such a big part of my life and this poem shares a special message about how music can touch the lives of people around us. It shares not only the power of music, but shares a little about our Savior and what he has done for us. Music is a powerful tool that the lord has placed on this earth for us to explore, enjoy and use to express ourselves. Music is that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible. It is an incredible gift we have been given!