yet my hands are free of violence
Yet there is no violence in his hands, and his prayer is pure.
This verse restates Job's protest of innocence in the midst of ruin.
1Then Job answered: 2“I have heard many things like these; 3Is there no end to your long-winded speeches? 4I could also speak like you 5But I would encourage you with my mouth, 6Even if I speak, my pain is not relieved, 7Surely He has now exhausted me; 8You have bound me, and it has become a witness; 9His anger has torn me and opposed me; 10They open their mouths against me 11God has delivered me to unjust men; 12I was at ease, but He shattered me; 13His archers surround me. 14He breaks me with wound upon wound; 15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; 16My face is red with weeping, 17yet my hands are free of violence 18O earth, do not cover my blood; 19Even now my witness is in heaven, 20My friends are my scoffers 21Oh, that a man might plead with God 22For when only a few years are past