withdraw your hand far from me and don't let your terror make me afraid.

Withdraw thine hand far from me and let not thy dread make me afraid.

Eight Off

Wash your hands.

Raise your hand.

Put your hands down!

What's in your hand?

In your hands is a rifle.

Have you washed your hands yet?

We put the world at your fingertips.

This song is called Farther than the Sun.

Keep me from the way of deceit. Grant me your law graciously!

Remove from me the way of lying and grant me thy law graciously.

Do you wash your hands before meals?

And so naturally, I started to distance myself.

He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.

As far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.

He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.

As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.

And God says, Moses, what's in your hand?

So, He's going, What's in your hand?

Please wash your hands properly before eating.

He will even deliver him who is not innocent. Yes, he shall be delivered through the cleanness of your hands.

He shall deliver the island of the innocent and it is delivered by the pureness of thine hands.

They tell God, 'Depart from us, for we don't want to know about your ways.

who said to God, 'Depart from us ' and, 'What can the Almighty do for us?'

Behold, then I would wander far off. I would lodge in the wilderness. Selah.

Remove your way far from her. Don't come near the door of her house,

Take away from me the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps.

Therefore they say unto God, Depart from us for we desire not the knowledge of thy ways.

Which said unto God, Depart from us and what can the Almighty do for them?

Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah.

Remove thy way far from her, and come not nigh the door of her house

Take thou away from me the noise of thy songs for I will not hear the melody of thy viols.

In your shadow I have grown up the

You haven't washed your hands yet, have you?

If you set your heart aright, stretch out your hands toward him.

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

If thou prepare thine heart, and stretch out thine hands toward him

For thou shalt eat the labour of thine hands happy shalt thou be, and it shall be well with thee.

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

For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

You haven't washed your hands yet, have you?

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

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