TOUCH OF THE MASTER'S HAND (Modified version from CD)

<p>T 'was battered and scarred and the auctioneer Thought it barely worth his while To spend much time on that old violin But he held it up with a smile</p><p>"What would you bid good folks?" he cried "Who 'll start the bidding for me? A dollar,a dollar,a dollar then two Two dollars who 'll make it three?"</p><p>Three dollars once three dollars twice Goin' for three but no. From the room far back a fair haired girl Came forward and took the bow</p><p>Then she wiped the dust from the old violin And tightened up the strings She played a tune so pure and sweet You could hear the angels sing</p><p>The music ceased and the auctioneer With a voice that was quiet and low Said "What 'll you bid for the old violin?" and he held it up with the bow.</p><p>"A thousand dollars who'll make it two Two thousand who'll make it three Three goin' once three goin' twice And goin', gone", said he</p><p>But the people cheered and some of them cried "We don't understand. What changed it's worth?" came this reply, "The touch of the master's hand."</p><p>The touch of the master's hand The touch of the master's hand</p><p>Now many a soul with life out of tune Battered and scarred with sin Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd Much like the old violin</p><p>A mess of pottage a glass of wine A game and she travels on She's goin' once, goin' twice Goin', almost gone</p><p>But the Master comes and the foolish crowd They never understand The worth of a soul and the change that's brought By the touch of the Master's hand.</p><p>The touch of the Master's hand</p>