When a gentle south wind began to blow, they thought they had obtained what they wanted; so they weighed anchor and sailed along the shore of Crete.
Before very long, a wind of hurricane force,1 called the "northeaster," swept down from the island.
The ship was caught by the storm and could not head into the wind; so we gave way to it and were driven along.
As we passed to the lee of a small island called Cauda, we were hardly able to make the lifeboat2 secure.
When the men had hoisted it aboard, they passed ropes under the ship itself to hold it together. Fearing that they would run aground3 on the sandbars of Syrtis, they lowered the sea anchor and let the ship be driven along.
We took such a violent battering from the storm that the next day they began to throw the cargo overboard.419
On the third day, they threw the ship's tackle overboard with their own hands.
When neither sun nor stars appeared for many days and the storm continued raging, we finally gave up all hope of being saved.
After the men had gone a long time without food, Paul stood up before them and said: "Men, you should have taken my advice5 not to sail from Crete;6 then you would have spared yourselves this damage and loss.
But now I urge you to keep up your courage,7 because not one of you will be lost; only the ship will be destroyed.
Last night an angel8 of the God whose I am and whom I serve9 stood beside me1024
and said, 'Do not be afraid, Paul. You must stand trial before Caesar;11 and God has graciously given you the lives of all who sail with you.'1225
So keep up your courage,13 men, for I have faith in God that it will happen just as he told me.1426
Nevertheless, we must run aground15 on some island."16