Book, Chapter

 1       4, XV   |   Categories116 fell into my hands? On the very title of this
 2       5, I    |      our heart hold back thy hands, for thou canst soften it
 3       5, VII  |     had been caught. For thy hands, O my God, in the hidden
 4       6, XIV  |     framed, collapsed in our hands and was utterly wrecked
 5       7, II   |   him with loving and joyful hands.~
 6       7, XI   |  nothing, extending her holy hands, full of a multitude of
 7       9, XXXIV|      own sons - and laid his hands mystically crossed upon
 8       9, XXXIV| human soul into the artist’s hands come from that beauty which
 9      12, I    |     punishing me for what my hands have done; and thou hast
10      12, I    |   recompense me for what thy hands have done - the hands which
11      12, I    |    thy hands have done - the hands which made me. Before I
12      12, II   |     what they merited at thy hands, so that the inchoate and
13      12, XVII |      thou madest it, and thy hands formed the dry land.580
14      12, XVII |    suffering injury from the hands of the powerful - furnishing