The Touch of the Master’s Hand

25 Apr

From My Heart

Louise Gibson

author of Window Wonders




I wasn’t designed to be you,
nor you to be like me.
Isn’t that refreshing?
We are designed for eternity.


Our gifts from God
are to help our fellow man.
When you see a need-
supply it the best you can.


The following poem by Myra B. Welch
depicts it so beautifully.



“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 maker it three?
Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
Going for three”…But no,
From 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 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 it’s worth?” Swift came the reply.
“The touch of a 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 potage”, 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 B. Welch


jesus hands

6 Responses to “The Touch of the Master’s Hand”

  1. timelessitaly April 27, 2014 at 10:38 am #



  2. Old Things R New April 26, 2014 at 10:38 am #

    Your poem is so powerful. “We are designed for eternity” Imagine, we are designed with our individual talents, sense of humor, all of our traits because God wants to spend forever with us!


  3. divoran09 April 25, 2014 at 11:00 am #

    Lovely poste today, Louise. Thanks,


  4. ludyja April 25, 2014 at 10:46 am #



    • Louise Gib son April 25, 2014 at 11:05 am #

      I always appreciate the feedback from the viewers…it is so encouraging that you relate to my efforts to reach you through my poetry.


  5. Louise Gib son April 25, 2014 at 9:19 am #

    An open hand is always so inviting. Christ is always erxtending His hand as He welcomes us to “Come”,


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