and said to them, "Sirs, I perceive that the voyage will be with injury and much loss, not only of the cargo and the ship, but also of our lives."
But the centurion gave more heed to the master and to the owner of the ship than to those things which were spoken by Paul.
Because the haven was not suitable to winter in, the majority advised to put to sea from there, if by any means they could reach Phoenix, and winter there, which is a port of Crete, looking northeast and southeast.
When the south wind blew softly, supposing that they had obtained their purpose, they weighed anchor and sailed along Crete, close to shore.
But after no long time there beat down from it a tempestuous wind, which is called Euroclydon.
When the ship was caught, and couldn't face the wind, we gave way to it, and were driven along.
Running under the lee of a small island called Clauda, we were able, with difficulty, to secure the boat.
When they had hoisted it up, they used cables to help reinforce the ship. Fearing that they would run aground on the Syrtis sand bars, they lowered the sea anchor, and so were driven.
As we labored exceedingly with the storm, the next day they began to throw things overboard.
On the third day, they threw out the ship's tackle with their own hands.
When neither sun nor stars shone on us for many days, and no small tempest pressed on us, all hope that we should be saved was now taken away.