As we passed to the lee of a small island called Cauda, we were hardly able to make the lifeboat1 secure.
When the men had hoisted it aboard, they passed ropes under the ship itself to hold it together. Fearing that they would run aground2 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.319
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 advice4 not to sail from Crete;5 then you would have spared yourselves this damage and loss.
But now I urge you to keep up your courage,6 because not one of you will be lost; only the ship will be destroyed.
Last night an angel7 of the God whose I am and whom I serve8 stood beside me924
and said, 'Do not be afraid, Paul. You must stand trial before Caesar;10 and God has graciously given you the lives of all who sail with you.'1125
So keep up your courage,12 men, for I have faith in God that it will happen just as he told me.1326
Nevertheless, we must run aground14 on some island."15