When it was decided that we were to sail for Italy, they transferred Paul and some other prisoners to a centurion of the Augustan Cohort, named Julius.
Embarking on a ship of Adramyttium that was about to set sail to the ports along the coast of Asia, we put to sea, accompanied by Aristarchus, a Macedonian from Thessalonica.
The next day we put in at Sidon; and Julius treated Paul kindly, and allowed him to go to his friends to be cared for.
Putting out to sea from there, we sailed under the lee of Cyprus, because the winds were against us.
Sailing past it with difficulty, we came to a place called Fair Havens, near the city of Lasea.
But soon a violent wind, called the northeaster, rushed down from Crete.
Since the ship was caught and could not be turned with its head to the wind, we gave way to it and were driven.
We were being pounded by the storm so violently that on the next day they began to throw the cargo overboard,
and on the third day with their own hands they threw the ship’s tackle overboard.
When neither sun nor stars appeared for many days, and no small tempest raged, all hope of our being saved was at last abandoned.
Since they had been without food for a long time, Paul then stood up among them and said, ‘Men, you should have listened to me and not have set sail from Crete and thereby avoided this damage and loss.
I urge you now to keep up your courage, for there will be no loss of life among you, but only of the ship.
For last night there stood by me an angel of the God to whom I belong and whom I worship,
and he said, "Do not be afraid, Paul; you must stand before the emperor; and indeed, God has granted safety to all those who are sailing with you."
So keep up your courage, men, for I have faith in God that it will be exactly as I have been told.
But we will have to run aground on some island.’
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