<p class="poetry">My days have passed, my plans<n id="1" /> are shattered,p> <p class="poetry">even<n id="2" /> the desires<n id="3" /> of my heart.p>

<p class="poetry">He is dragged from the security of his tent,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">and marched off<n id="2" /> to the king<n id="3" /> of terrors.p>

<p class="poetry">They say,<n id="1" /> &#8220;Let&#8217;s tear off the shackles they&#8217;ve put on us!<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Let&#8217;s free ourselves from<n id="3" /> their ropes!&#8221;p>

<p class="poetry">He brought them out of the utter darkness,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">and tore off their shackles.p>

<p class="poetry">And now,<n id="1" /> I will break Assyria&#8217;s<n id="2" /> yoke bar<n id="3" /> from your neck;<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">I will tear apart the shackles<n id="5" /> that are on you.&#8221;<n id="6" />p>

You must not present to the <sc>Lordsc> something with testicles that are bruised, crushed, torn, or cut off;<n id="1" /> you must not do this in your land.

<p class="poetry">Although an assailant may overpower<n id="1" /> one person,p> <p class="poetry">two can withstand him.p> <p class="poetry">Moreover, a three-stranded cord is not quickly broken.p>

<p class="poetry">The fiery bellows of judgment burn fiercely.p> <p class="poetry">But there is too much dross to be removed.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">The process of refining them has proved useless.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">The wicked have not been purged.p>

They hid<n id="1" /> in the bedroom and then she said to him, &#8220;The Philistines are here,<n id="2" /> Samson!&#8221; He snapped the bowstrings as easily as a thread of yarn snaps when it is put close to fire.<n id="3" /> The secret of his strength was not discovered.<n id="4" />p>

They will attack<n id="1" /> us until we have lured them from the city, for they will say, &#8216;They are retreating from us like before.&#8217; We will retreat from them.

All the reinforcements<n id="1" /> in Ai<n id="2" /> were ordered<n id="3" /> to chase them; they chased Joshua and were lured away from the city.

So Delilah took new ropes and tied him with them and said to him, &#8220;The Philistines are here,<n id="1" /> Samson!&#8221; (The Philistines were hiding in the bedroom.)<n id="2" /> But he tore the ropes<n id="3" /> from his arms as if they were a piece of thread.p>

Then the Benjaminites said, &#8220;They are defeated just as before.&#8221; But the Israelites said, &#8220;Let&#8217;s retreat<n id="1" /> and lure them<n id="2" /> away from the city into the main roads.&#8221;

<p class="poetry">None tire or stumble,p> <p class="poetry">they don&#8217;t stop to nap or sleep.p> <p class="poetry">They don&#8217;t loosen their belts,p> <p class="poetry">or unstrap their sandals to rest.<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">No, this is the kind of fast I want.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I want you<n id="2" /> to remove the sinful chains,p> <p class="poetry">to tear away the ropes of the burdensome yoke,p> <p class="poetry">to set free the oppressed,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">and to break every burdensome yoke.p>

<p class="poetry">But our tents have been destroyed.p> <p class="poetry">The ropes that held them in place have been ripped apart.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Our children are gone and are not coming back.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">There is no survivor to put our tents back up,p> <p class="poetry">no one left to hang their tent curtains in place.p>

<p class="poetry">But you, <sc>Lordsc>, know all about me.p> <p class="poetry">You watch me and test my devotion to you.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Drag these wicked men away like sheep to be slaughtered!p> <p class="poetry">Appoint a time when they will be killed!<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">When the time for them to be rescued comes,&#8221;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">says the <sc>Lordsc> who rules over all,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;I will rescue you from foreign subjugation.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">I will deliver you from captivity.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Foreigners will then no longer subjugate them.p>

You will drain it dry,<n id="1" /> gnaw its pieces,<n id="2" /> and tear out your breasts,<n id="3" /> for I have spoken, declares the sovereign <sc>Lordsc>.p>

The priests carrying the ark of the covenant of the <sc>Lordsc> came up from the middle of the Jordan, and as soon as they set foot on dry land,<n id="1" /> the water of the Jordan flowed again and returned to flood stage.<n id="2" />p>