There the centurion found an Alexandrian ship1 sailing for Italy2 and put us on board.
We made slow headway for many days and had difficulty arriving off Cnidus. When the wind did not allow us to hold our course,3 we sailed to the lee of Crete,4 opposite Salmone.
We moved along the coast with difficulty and came to a place called Fair Havens, near the town of Lasea.
Much time had been lost, and sailing had already become dangerous because by now it was after the Fast.a5 So Paul warned them,
"Men, I can see that our voyage is going to be disastrous and bring great loss to ship and cargo, and to our own lives also."611
But the centurion, instead of listening to what Paul said, followed the advice of the pilot and of the owner of the ship.
Since the harbor was unsuitable to winter in, the majority decided that we should sail on, hoping to reach Phoenix and winter there. This was a harbor in Crete,7 facing both southwest and northwest.
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,8 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 lifeboat9 secure.
When the men had hoisted it aboard, they passed ropes under the ship itself to hold it together. Fearing that they would run aground10 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.1119
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 advice12 not to sail from Crete;13 then you would have spared yourselves this damage and loss.
But now I urge you to keep up your courage,14 because not one of you will be lost; only the ship will be destroyed.
Last night an angel15 of the God whose I am and whom I serve16 stood beside me1724
and said, 'Do not be afraid, Paul. You must stand trial before Caesar;18 and God has graciously given you the lives of all who sail with you.'1925
So keep up your courage,20 men, for I have faith in God that it will happen just as he told me.2126
Nevertheless, we must run aground22 on some island."23
On the fourteenth night we were still being driven across the Adriaticb Sea, when about midnight the sailors sensed they were approaching land.
They took soundings and found that the water was a hundred and twenty feetc deep. A short time later they took soundings again and found it was ninety feetd deep.