8 So the rulers of the Philistines brought up to her seven fresh bowstrings that were not dried up, and she tied him up with them.
9 The ambush was sitting in wait for her in an inner room. And she said to him, “The Philistines are upon you Samson!” And he snapped the bowstrings just as flax fiber snaps when it comes close to fire. And the secret of his strength remained unknown.
10 Delilah said to Samson, “Look, you have mocked me and told me lies. Please tell me how you can be bound.”
11 He said to her, “If they tie me tightly with new ropes that have not been used, I will become weak and be like everyone else.”
12 So Delilah took new ropes and tied him up with them, and she said to him, “The Philistines are upon you, Samson!” (The ambush was sitting in an inner room.) But he snapped them from his arms like thread.
13 And Delilah said to Samson, “Until now you have mocked me and told lies to me. Tell me how you can be bound.” And he said to her, “If you weave seven locks of my head with warp-threads.”
14 She fastened it with the pin and said to him, “The Philistines are upon you, Samson!” And Samson woke up from his sleep and tore loose the loom pin of the web and the warp-threads.