Summary
Quick facts
- Strong’s Number
- G3935
- Original Word
- παρίημι
- Transliteration
- paríēmi
- Pronunciation
- par-ee'-ay-mi
- Part of Speech
- verb
- Root / Etymology
- from G3844 (παρά) and hiemi (to send);
- Frequency
- 1×
- Gematria
- 249
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Commentary
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The Sacred Art of Release
There is a moment in the life of every soul when the hands grow weary and the arms refuse to lift. It is not surrender born of cowardice, but a letting go that comes from deep knowing. The Greek word paríēmi appears only once in the New Testament, a single utterance carrying the weight of a divine principle. It means to let by, to relax, to allow what was held taut to become loose. The Holy One, blessed be He, built this word into the fabric of creation—that there might be a time for holding and a time for releasing, a time for tension and a time for rest. You have felt this word in your bones before you ever knew its name.
The Grammar of Surrender
When the writer of the letter to the Hebrews used paríēmi, he chose the perfect passive participle—a grammatical form that speaks of an action completed in the past whose effects continue into the present. The word comes from para (alongside) and hiemi (to send). Together they paint a picture: something sent alongside, then allowed to fall away. The ancient sages teach that the heart is like a bowstring—too tight and it snaps, too loose and it cannot send the arrow. The perfect tense of this verb tells you that God has already accomplished the work of loosening; you need only to receive what He has done. This is not a call to effort but to recognition. The passive voice is your teacher here: you are not the one doing the releasing, but the one being released.
When the Hands Hang Down
The single occurrence of paríēmi in the apostolic writings appears in Hebrews 12:12, where the author exhorts: “Therefore lift the hands that hang down and the feeble knees.” The image is drawn from the ancient world of battle and pilgrimage, where warriors grew exhausted and pilgrims stumbled. The hands that hang down are those that have let go of the sword, the plow, the burden—not in faith, but in despair. Yet the apostolic tradition sees in this word a deeper mystery. In the Septuagint, the Greek translation of the Hebrew Scriptures, paríēmi translates the Hebrew raphah, a word that means to sink down, to relax, to become weak. The prophet Isaiah used this same Hebrew root when he declared, “Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10). To be still is to let the hands hang down in trust, not in defeat. The difference between collapse and surrender is the direction of your gaze.
The Apostolic Pattern of Release
The apostle Paul, though he never used this exact verb, built his entire theology around its meaning. When he wrote to the Philippians about having learned to be content in every circumstance, he was describing the life of one who has let the hands hang down before the Father. When he spoke of the grace that was sufficient, he testified to the power that is made perfect in weakness—the very weakness that paríēmi describes. The early church understood that this word carried a secret: the relaxation of human effort is the condition for divine power. Clement of Rome, writing to the Corinthians, urged them to lay aside every burden that weighs down the soul, echoing the same image. The fathers of the faith observed that the hands that hang down are not idle hands, but hands that have ceased to grasp and have opened to receive. What you hold most tightly is what you most need to release.
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The Septuagint Bridge: From Hebrew to Greek
When the translators of the Septuagint encountered the Hebrew verb raphah, they chose paríēmi to carry its meaning into Greek. This Hebrew root appears in the Song of Moses, where the Lord says, “I will let loose my arrows against them” (Deuteronomy 32:23). Here the letting loose is the release of judgment. But the same root appears in Joshua 10:6, where the Gibeonites cry to Joshua, “Do not relax your hand from your servants”—a plea for mercy. The bridge between the testaments is built on this tension: the same God who releases judgment also releases mercy. The word paríēmi carries both possibilities within its single occurrence. When you read it in Hebrews, you are hearing an echo of every moment in Scripture where God’s hand either strikes or saves. The choice is not in the word, but in the posture of the one who hears it.
A Mystery Hidden in Weakness
The early church fathers saw in paríēmi a reflection of the Messiah’s own work. Ignatius of Antioch, on his way to martyrdom, wrote of being ground like wheat by the teeth of wild beasts that he might become pure bread for God. This was not a grim resignation but a holy relaxation—the letting go of earthly life to receive eternal life. Justin Martyr spoke of the Messiah’s hands being stretched out on the cross, not in weakness but in willing release. The hands that hung down on Golgotha were the same hands that had lifted the lame and blessed the children. Yeshua, the Messiah, fulfilled paríēmi in His very body: He let go of His spirit, He released His life, He relaxed into the Father’s hands. The apostolic testimony declares that this letting go was not defeat but victory. Because He let go, you can now receive. Because His hands hung down, your hands can be lifted.
The Call to Release
Consider now your own hands. What are you holding that you were never meant to carry? What tension has become so familiar that you mistake it for faithfulness? The word paríēmi comes to you today as an invitation, not a command. It whispers that the One who holds the universe does not need your grip to keep things in place. The ancient rabbis observed that when the children of Israel crossed the Red Sea, they had to step into the water before it parted. That step was an act of release—letting go of the shore, letting go of certainty, letting go of control. You are standing at your own Red Sea, and the waters have not yet parted. But your hands may hang down now, in trust, before the miracle arrives. Let them fall. Let them rest. The One who holds all things is holding you.