'Hands' in the Bible

Yahweh, my God, if I have done this, if there is iniquity in my hands,

You make him ruler over the works of your hands. You have put all things under his feet:

Yahweh has made himself known. He has executed judgment. The wicked is snared by the work of his own hands. Meditation. Selah.

Yahweh has rewarded me according to my righteousness. According to the cleanness of my hands has he recompensed me.

Therefore Yahweh has rewarded me according to my righteousness, according to the cleanness of my hands in his eyesight.

He teaches my hands to war, so that my arms bend a bow of bronze.

For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evildoers have enclosed me. They have pierced my hands and feet.

He who has clean hands and a pure heart; who has not lifted up his soul to falsehood, and has not sworn deceitfully.

I will wash my hands in innocence, so I will go about your altar, Yahweh;

in whose hands is wickedness, their right hand is full of bribes.

Hear the voice of my petitions, when I cry to you, when I lift up my hands toward your Most Holy Place.

Give them according to their work, and according to the wickedness of their doings. Give them according to the operation of their hands. Bring back on them what they deserve.

Because they don't respect the works of Yahweh, nor the operation of his hands, he will break them down and not build them up.

If we have forgotten the name of our God, or spread forth our hands to a strange god;

Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph!

He raises his hands against his friends. He has violated his covenant.

No, in your heart you plot injustice. You measure out the violence of your hands in the earth.

So I will bless you while I live. I will lift up my hands in your name.

Princes shall come out of Egypt. Ethiopia shall hurry to stretch out her hands to God.

Surely in vain I have cleansed my heart, and washed my hands in innocence,

Valiant men lie plundered, they have slept their last sleep. None of the men of war can lift their hands.

So he was their shepherd according to the integrity of his heart, and guided them by the skillfulness of his hands. A Psalm by Asaph.

"I removed his shoulder from the burden. His hands were freed from the basket.

My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.

Let the favor of the Lord our God be on us; establish the work of our hands for us; yes, establish the work of our hands.

They will bear you up in their hands, so that you won't dash your foot against a stone.

For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your work. I will triumph in the works of your hands.

The sea is his, and he made it. His hands formed the dry land.

Let the rivers clap their hands. Let the mountains sing for joy together.

Of old, you laid the foundation of the earth. The heavens are the work of your hands.

The works of his hands are truth and justice. All his precepts are sure.

Their idols are silver and gold, the work of men's hands.

They have hands, but they don't feel. They have feet, but they don't walk, neither do they speak through their throat.

I reach out my hands for your commandments, which I love. I will meditate on your statutes. ZAYIN

Your hands have made me and formed me. Give me understanding, that I may learn your commandments.

For the scepter of wickedness won't remain over the allotment of the righteous; so that the righteous won't use their hands to do evil.

For you will eat the labor of your hands. You will be happy, and it will be well with you.

Lift up your hands in the sanctuary. Praise Yahweh!

The idols of the nations are silver and gold, the work of men's hands.

Yahweh will fulfill that which concerns me; your loving kindness, Yahweh, endures forever. Don't forsake the works of your own hands. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.

Yahweh, keep me from the hands of the wicked. Preserve me from the violent men who have determined to trip my feet.

Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.

I remember the days of old. I meditate on all your doings. I contemplate the work of your hands.

I spread forth my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land. Selah.

Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:

Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;

Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.