So the rulers of the Philistines brought her seven fresh bowstrings which had not been dried and they tied him up with them.

Samson said to her, “If they tie me up with seven fresh ¹  bowstrings ²  that have not been dried, I will become weak and be just like any other man.”

Because God has untied ¹  my tent cord and afflicted me, people throw off all restraint in my presence. ² 

They hid ¹  in the bedroom and then she said to him, “The Philistines are here, ²  Samson!” He snapped the bowstrings as easily as a thread of yarn snaps when it is put close to fire. ³  The secret of his strength was not discovered. ⁴ 

For you make them retreat ¹  when you shoot your arrows at them. ² 

For look, the wicked ¹  prepare ²  their bows, ³  they put their arrows on the strings, to shoot in the darkness ⁴  at the morally upright. ⁵