And Festus commanded concerning him that he should be sent to Caesar in Italy. And he delivered Paulos and the other prisoners with him to a certain man, a centurion from the Augustan cohort, whose name was Julius.

And when it was time to sail, we went down into a ship that was from the city of Adramyttium and was going to the region of Asia. And Aristarchus, a Macedonian from the city of Thessalonica, went up with us into the ship.

And on the next day we reached Sidon. And the centurion treated Paulos with kindness and allowed him to go to his friends and be refreshed.

And from there we sailed, and because the winds were against us, we went around by Cyprus.

And we crossed the sea of Cilicia and of Pamphylia and reached Myra, a city of Lycia.

And there the centurion found a ship from Alexandria that was going to Italy, and he put us on board it.

And because the sailing was hard, after many days we scarcely reached opposite the island of Qnidus. And because the wind would not let us go straight, we sailed around Crete, and came opposite the city of Salmone.

And with difficulty, as we sailed around it, we reached a place called the Fair Havens, and near it was the city whose name is Lasa.

And we were there a long time, until even the day of the fast of the Yehudaye had passed. And it became hazardous for anyone to sail on the sea, and Paulos counselled them,

and said: Men, I see that our voyage will be with hardship and with much loss, not only of the cargo of our ship, but also of our own lives.

But the centurion listened to the pilot and to the owner of the ship more than to the words of Paulos.

And because that harbor was not fit to winter in, many of us wanted to sail from there, and if they could reach and winter in a harbor that was in Crete and was called Phonkas, and it faced toward the south.

And when the south wind blew, and they hoped they would arrive as they desired, they were sailing around Crete.

And after a little, a storm wind came out upon us that is called Typhonic Euroclydon.

And the ship was seized and could not stand against the wind, and we gave the ship into its hand.

And when we passed a certain island that is called Quda, we could hardly hold the boat.

And when we took it up, we were girding and making the ship ready, and because we were afraid that we might fall into the Syrtis of the sea, we lowered the gear, and so we were sailing.

And when a hard storm stood upon us, the next day we threw goods into the sea.

And on the third day, with our own hands we threw away the gear of the ship.

And when the storm held on for many days, and neither sun nor moon nor stars was seen, all hope of our lives was wholly cut off.

And when no one was taking any food, then Paulos stood up among them and said: If you had listened to me, men, we would not have sailed from Crete, and we would have been spared this loss and this distress.

And now I counsel you to be without anxiety; for not one soul of you will be lost, but only the ship.

For there appeared to me this night the messenger of Elohim, whose I am and whom I serve;

and he said to me: Do not fear, Paulos; it is destined for you to stand before Caesar; and Elohim has given you as a gift all who sail with you.

Therefore, men, take heart; for I trust in Elohim that it will be so, as it was spoken with me.

But we must be cast onto a certain island.

And after fourteen days that we were wandering and being tossed in the Adriatic sea, in the middle of the night the sailors supposed that they were approaching land.

And they cast the sounding-lead and found twenty fathoms. And again they went a little farther and found fifteen fathoms.

And as we were afraid lest we should fall upon places where there are rocks, they cast four anchors from the stern of the ship, and were praying that day would come.

But the sailors sought to flee from the ship, and they lowered the boat from it into the sea, under the pretext that they were going in it to fasten the ship to the land.

And when Paulos saw it, he said to the centurion and to the soldiers: If these do not remain in the ship, you are not able to live.

Then the soldiers cut the ropes of the boat from the ship and let it go adrift.

But Paulos, until morning came, was persuading all of them to take food, when he said to them: Today it is fourteen days that from the fear you have tasted nothing.

Because of this I ask of you that you take food for the sustaining of your lives; for a hair from the head of one of you will not perish.

And when he said these things, he took bread and gave glory to Elohim before all of them, and broke it and began to eat.

And they were all encouraged, and they took nourishment.

And we were in the ship two hundred and seventy-six souls.

And when they were satisfied with food, they lightened the ship and took the wheat and threw it into the sea.

And when it was day, the sailors did not recognize what land it was, but they looked on the side of the dry land at one bay of the sea where they were thinking that if it was possible they might drive the ship.

And they cut the anchors from the ship and left them in the sea, and they loosened the bands of the rudder and hung the small sail to the wind that was blowing and were driving toward the face of the dry land.

And the ship struck in a place raised between two depths of the sea and stuck fast in it, and its forward side stood on it and was not moving, but its after side was loosened by the force of the waves.

And the soldiers wanted to kill the prisoners, so they would not swim and escape from them.

But the centurion kept them from this, because he was desiring to give life to Paulos. And those who were able to swim, he commanded them that they swim first and pass over to the land.

And the rest he made pass over on boards and on other wood of the ship. And so they all were delivered safe to the land.