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I'm looking for an old song that had the words.....
"just an old rejected relic on the auction block,
they had decided to throw me away
the auctioneer asked who will have her?
the room grew quiet and still, ............
????then a stranger stepped forward and he said I will".......
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Just an old rejected relic on the auction block
They decided to throw me away
The auctioneer asked, "Who'll take her?"
The room was quiet and still.
And Jesus stepped forward, and He said, "I will".

Refrain
If you had known me before I knew Him,
You would understand why I love Him.
If you had known me before I knew Him,
You would understand my love.

2.
I had not much to offer, just heartache and pain,
and a life that was filled with despair.
For my rags, He gave me riches,
For my fears, He traded peace,
For my whole life, he gave me a blessed release.

[quote=Guest post_id=6597 time=1193698141]
I'm looking for an old song that had the words.....
"just an old rejected relic on the auction block,
they had decided to throw me away
the auctioneer asked who will have her?
the room grew quiet and still, ............
????then a stranger stepped forward and he said I will".......
s.s.
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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 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 Welch would say that she heard a speaker address a group of students on the power of God to bring out the best in people. She said she herself became filled with light and that “Touch of the Master’s Hand” was written in 30 minutes!.
The finished poem was sent anonymously to the editor of her local church news bulletin. She felt it was a gift from God and didn’t need her name on it.

James Martin JR , wrote this song while stay with my family. We lived in Indiana. He lived in Alabama with his wife Marie who is my mom's sister. I always loved when my Aunt Marie and Uncle James came to stay with us. I remember my Uncle James singing this song several times while staying with us. Both my Uncle James and Aunt Marie were good Christians. They loved the Lord. He also wrote another so g called " I Love The Lord " both songs are heartfelt. I am so glad to find the song Broken Pieces here.
I lost my home and everything I had on May 16, 2025 this year in a tornado. I was in it's path. Thanks to God for saving my life. I lost my lyrics to Broken Pieces is why I am searching for it. Thanks to everyone for posting it. God bless you 🙏 ❤️

I need the full lyrics of Brocken pieces

Thanks to the family of Ben Spencer for setting the record straight through the years and providing the amazing story of who really wrote this song.

When I read Robbie Spencer's account of his father and ArgusMcKenally's account of his Grandpa, I am so amazed to hear how humble, gracious, and faithful he was. His heart reminds me of the Apostle Paul, who in Philippians 1:18 talks about preachers with false motives who wished to hurt hum while he was in prison, and yet he rejoiced because Christ was preached through them. Regardless of how much Ben Spencer was recognized on the earth, I feel quite sure that he will be recognized his heaven for all the souls his lyrics have touched.

I saw from Google that Robbie Spencer passed away earlier this year; it was much too soon, and my condolences to the family. But if there are others in Ben Spencer's family, I know I speak for all the members of this board when I say we would love to hear more about the songs and legacy that both Ben and Robbie Spencer left and continue to leave.

God bless
Steve

This song was written by Ben Spencer, It was stolen by the writer that you read in the majority of places on the internet. Years later after the woman stole it her husband came to my Grandpa to apologize for the deed. He said I am glad that it was able to touch so many people and I have already forgiven you. I don't have the original lyrics.

I would very much like a copy of the music broken pieces. someone showed it to me and i would like to have the sheet music. I would prefer the hymn book style if anyone has it, I don't want to purchase the whole hymnbook, if not the sheet musicwill do. Can anyone help me Thank you

Hi everyone,

I am looking for the music note of broken pieces, will appreciate if someone can help out.....................my Email add is [email][email protected][/email]

Touch Of The Master's Hand - Wayne Watson
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMrz6UjQ8Cg

The old violin
Twas battered and scarred,
And the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
To waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.

"What am I bid, good people", he cried,
"Who starts the bidding for me?"
"One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?"
"Two dollars, who makes it three?"
"Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,"
But, No,

From the room far back a gray bearded man
Came forward and picked up the bow,
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody, pure and sweet
As sweet as the angel sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said "What now am I bid for this old violin?"
As he held it aloft with its' bow.

"One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?"
"Two thousand, Who makes it three?"
"Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
Going and gone", said he.

The audience cheered,
But some of them cried,
"We just don't 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

All battered and bruised with hardship
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd
Much like that old violin

A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on.
He is going once, he is going twice,
He is 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 Masters' Hand.

For the other song, not "Broken Pieces", were you thinking of "The Touch of the Master's Hand"? It starts off with a violin being auctioned off for only three dollars, but the buyer tunes the violin, plays a "melody pure and sweet, sweet as the angels sing" and then, I think, walks away. The auctioneer then gets a bid for three THOUSAND dollars, and when asked, "what made the change" he replied, "It was the touch of the master's hand".

Hoping that helps!