And he told her all his heart, and said to her, A razor has not come on my hair, for I am a Nazirite to God from my mother's womb. If I am shaven, then my strength will go from me, and I will become weak and be like any man.

However the hair of his head began to grow again after he had been shaven.

Among all this people were seven hundred chosen men, left-handed. Every one could sling stones at a hair's breadth, and not miss.