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The Touch of the Master's Hand


THE TOUCH OF THE MASTER’S HAND
Twas battered and scarred and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But he 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 –now, 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 up all of the strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet –
As sweet as an 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 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 said, “We do not understand-what changed it’s worth?” the man replied:
THE TOUCH OF THE MASTER’S HAND!”

And many a person with life out of tune
And battered and torn with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd,
Much like the old violin.

A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game –and they travel on,
They’re going once, and going twice
They’re 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!

Unknown Author  

Allow Rovers Hurling Team in 1953

Allow Rovers Hurling Team in 1953
Sitting (L to R) Dan Madden R.I.P and Dan Crowley R.I.P
Seated (L to R) Markie Noonan R.I.P, Sean Noonan R.I.P,  Jack Donegan R.I.P,  Jer  Scully R.I.P Pat Noonan R.I.P,  Mick Egan R.I.P,  Jackie Murphy R.I.P, Nick Mullane R.I.P,  Mick Madden, 
Back (L to R) Luke Morton R.I.P, Danny Scully R.I.P,  Jack Sullivan R.I.P, Denis O Sullivan R.I.P  Joe Scully, Mick Hartigan R.I.P, Ben Cronin, Dan Hannigan R.I.P and Dan Cronin R.I.P 

Dan Joe Healy R.I.P with O' Callaghans Curraheen

Dan Joe Healy R.I.P  with O' Callaghans Curraheen
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