1
When it was decided that we should sail to Italy, Paul and some other prisoners were turned over to an army officer. His name was Julius, and he belonged to the emperor's division.
2
We set sail on a ship from the city of Adramyttium. The ship was going to stop at ports on the coast of the province of Asia. Aristarchus, a Macedonian from the city of Thessalonica, went with us.
3
The next day we arrived at the city of Sidon. Julius treated Paul kindly and allowed him to visit his friends and receive any care he needed.
4
Leaving Sidon, we sailed on the northern side of the island of Cyprus because we were traveling against the wind.
5
We sailed along the coast of the provinces of Cilicia and Pamphylia and arrived at the city of Myra in the province of Lycia.
6
In Myra the officer found a ship from Alexandria that was on its way to Italy and put us on it.
7
We were sailing slowly for a number of days. Our difficulties began along the coast of the city of Cnidus because the wind would not let us go further. So at Cape Salmone, we started to sail for the south side of the island of Crete.
8
We had difficulty sailing along the shore of Crete. We finally came to a port called Fair Harbors. The port was near the city of Lasea.
9
We had lost so much time that the day of fasting had already past. Sailing was now dangerous, so Paul advised them,
10
"Men, we're going to face a disaster and heavy losses on this voyage. This disaster will cause damage to the cargo and the ship, and it will affect our lives."
11
However, the officer was persuaded by what the pilot and the owner of the ship said and not by what Paul said.
12
Since the harbor was not a good place to spend the winter, most of the men decided to sail from there. They hoped to reach the city of Phoenix somehow and spend the winter there. (Phoenix is a harbor that faces the southwest and northwest winds and is located on the island of Crete.)
13
When a gentle breeze began to blow from the south, the men thought their plan would work. They raised the anchor and sailed close to the shore of Crete.
14
Soon a powerful wind (called a northeaster) blew from the island.
15
The wind carried the ship away, and we couldn't sail against the wind. We couldn't do anything, so we were carried along by the wind.
16
As we drifted to the sheltered side of a small island called Cauda, we barely got control of the ship's lifeboat.
17
The men pulled it up on deck. Then they passed ropes under the ship to reinforce it. Fearing that they would hit the large sandbank off the shores of Libya, they lowered the sail and were carried along by the wind.
18
We continued to be tossed so violently by the storm that the next day the men began to throw the cargo overboard.
19
On the third day they threw the ship's equipment overboard.