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She lays her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

She lays her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

She stretches out her hands to the distaff, And her hand holds the spindle.

She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

She layeth her hands to the distaff, And her hands hold the spindle.

She stretched out her arms with diligence and her hands to the spindle.

She putteth her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She hath put out her hand to strong things, and her fingers have taken hold of the spindle.

She layeth her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

"She puts her hands on the distaff, and her fingers hold a spindle.

She extends her hands to the spinning staff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She works with her own hands on her clothes — her hands work the sewing spindle.

Her hands take hold of the distaff, and her hands grasp the spindle.

She stretches out her hands to the distaff, And her hands grasp the spindle.

In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers.

Her hands are busy spinning thread, her fingers twisting fiber.

She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

She lays her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She knows how to make cloth.

Her hands she hath sent forth on a spindle, And her hands have held a distaff.

She puts her hands to the wheel to make cloth.

Her hands skillfully place the unspun flax and wool on the distaff, and her fingers twist the spindle until thread forms.

She sews for the poor and generously helps those in need.

She sets her hands to the distaff, and her fingers grasp the spindle.

She stretches out her hands to the distaff, And her hands hold fast the spindle.

She laid her hands to the spindle, and her hands held the distaff.

She extends her hands to the spinning staff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She lays her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

She makes thread with her hands and weaves her own cloth.

A good woman is hard to find, and worth far more than diamonds. Her husband trusts her without reserve, and never has reason to regret it. Never spiteful, she treats him generously all her life long. She shops around for the best yarns and cottons, and enjoys knitting and sewing. She’s like a trading ship that sails to faraway places and brings back exotic surprises. She’s up before dawn, preparing breakfast for her family and organizing her day. She looks over a field and buys it, then, with money she’s put aside, plants a garden. First thing in the morning, she dresses for work, rolls up her sleeves, eager to get started. She senses the worth of her work, is in no hurry to call it quits for the day. She’s skilled in the crafts of home and hearth, diligent in homemaking. She’s quick to assist anyone in need, reaches out to help the poor. She doesn’t worry about her family when it snows; their winter clothes are all mended and ready to wear. She makes her own clothing, and dresses in colorful linens and silks. Her husband is greatly respected when he deliberates with the city fathers. She designs gowns and sells them, brings the sweaters she knits to the dress shops. Her clothes are well-made and elegant, and she always faces tomorrow with a smile. When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say, and she always says it kindly. She keeps an eye on everyone in her household, and keeps them all busy and productive. Her children respect and bless her; her husband joins in with words of praise: “Many women have done wonderful things, but you’ve outclassed them all!” Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades. The woman to be admired and praised is the woman who lives in the Fear-of-God. Give her everything she deserves! Adorn her life with praises!

She stretches out her hands for the distaff, and the palms of her hands grasp the spindle.

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She spins her own thread and weaves her own cloth.

She put her hands to the wharve, and her fingers took the spindle.

She spins her own cloth,

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She puts her hands to the spindle; her palms grasp the whorl.

She stretches out her hands to the distaff, And her hands hold the spindle [as she spins wool into thread for clothing].

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her fingers ply the spindle.

She stretches out her hands to the distaff, And her hands grasp the spindle.

She ·makes thread with her hands [L sends her hands to the distaff] and ·weaves her own cloth [L her palms hold the spindle tightly].

She extends her hands to the spindle and her palm grasps the spinning wheel.

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

With one hand she holds the wool. With the other she spins the thread.

She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

י She puts her hands to the staff with the flax; her fingers hold the spinning rod.

She puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.

She layeth her yadayim to the distaff, and her fingers lay hold of the spindle.

“She puts her hands on the distaff, and her fingers hold a spindle.

She lays her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

She makes her own thread and weaves her own cloth.

She makes thread with her hands and weaves her own cloth.

Her hands she puts onto the distaff, and her palms hold a spindle.

In her hand she holds the distaff and grasps the spindle with her fingers.