¹⁵ Then she said to him, “How can you say, ‘I love you,’^(A) when you won’t confide in me? This is the third time^(B) you have made a fool of me and haven’t told me the secret of your great strength.^(C)” ¹⁶ With such nagging she prodded him day after day until he was sick to death of it.

¹⁷ So he told her everything.^(D) “No razor has ever been used on my head,” he said, “because I have been a Nazirite^(E) dedicated to God from my mother’s womb. If my head were shaved, my strength would leave me, and I would become as weak as any other man.”