<p class="poetry">It is me &#8211; I stir him up and commission him;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I will make all his ways level.p> <p class="poetry">He will rebuild my city;p> <p class="poetry">he will send my exiled people home,p> <p class="poetry">but not for a price or a bribe,&#8221;p> <p class="poetry">says the <sc>Lordsc> who commands armies.p>

Now and then<n id="1" /> there would be something wrong<n id="2" /> with the pot he was molding from the clay<n id="3" /> with his hands. So he would rework<n id="4" /> the clay into another kind of pot as he saw fit.<n id="5" />p>

But his father and mother said to him, &#8220;Certainly you can find a wife among your relatives or among all our<n id="1" /> people! You should not have to go and get a wife from the uncircumcised Philistines.&#8221;<n id="2" /> But Samson said to his father, &#8220;Get her for me,<n id="3" /> because she is the right one for me.&#8221;<n id="4" />

Then the cows went directly on the road to Beth Shemesh. They went along, mooing as they went; they turned neither to the right nor to the left. The leaders of the Philistines were walking along behind them all the way to the border of Beth Shemesh.p>

&#8220;I made the earth and the people and animals on it by my mighty power and great strength,<n id="1" /> and I give it to whomever I see fit.<n id="2" />