³ But Samson lay there only until the middle of the night. Then he got up and took hold of the doors of the city gate, together with the two posts, and tore them loose, bar and all. He lifted them to his shoulders and carried them to the top of the hill that faces Hebron.^(A)

⁹ With men hidden in the room,^(A) she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!”^(B) But he snapped the bowstrings as easily as a piece of string snaps when it comes close to a flame. So the secret of his strength was not discovered.

¹³ Delilah then said to Samson, “All this time you have been making a fool of me and lying to me. Tell me how you can be tied.”

He replied, “If you weave the seven braids of my head into the fabric on the loom and tighten it with the pin, I’ll become as weak as any other man.” So while he was sleeping, Delilah took the seven braids of his head, wove them into the fabric

¹⁴ and^[a] tightened it with the pin.

Again she called to him, “Samson, the Philistines are upon you!”^(A) He awoke from his sleep and pulled up the pin and the loom, with the fabric.