M i g h t y S a m s o n 28 Samson: You have nagged me every night with the same question “What’s the secret of your strength? What’s the secret of your strength?” I am sick to death of it. In spite of this I did confess to you the secret of my strength and said “If the seven braids of my head were shaved, my strength would leave me, and I would become as weak as any other man.” Delilah: Is that so? Samson: Yes. Delilah: Sleep my love! Sleep on my lap. Samson is sound asleep. Delilah puts his head down and leaves. Then she returns with a barber holding a big pair of scissors and gets closer to Samson’s head. The barber shaves off the seven braids of Samson’s hair, then runs out quickly. Delilah sits back next to Samson. Delilah (screaming): Samson, the Philistines are upon you! Samson rises and tries to show his strength, but in vain. He falls to his knees. Delilah jumps over him and overpowers him. She realizes his strength truly left him. So, she shouts:
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