Paul Enta Ship Go Rome
Paul warn dem make dem no continue to sail, but dem no hear. One northeaster wind push di ship fourteen days until everybody lose hope. E tell dem sey angel of our Papa promise sey every life go safe, den e share bread give dem. Di ship scatter for sandbar, and all 276 reach land.
27 1As dem don decide say we go sail go Italy, dem hand Paul and some oda prisoners give one centurion wey im name na Julius, from di Imperial Cohort. 2We enta one ship from Adramyttium wey dey go di ports along di coast of Asia, and we comot go sea. Aristarchus, one Macedonia man from Thessalonica, dey with us. 3Di next day we dock for Sidon. Julius treat Paul with kind heart, e allow am go im friends make dem take care of am. 4From dia we comot go sea and sail along di side of Cyprus wey get shelter, because di wind dey blow against us. 5After we don sail cross di open sea for Cilicia and Pamphylia side, we reach Myra for Lycia. 6Dia di centurion find one Alexandria ship wey dey sail go Italy, and e put us inside am. 7We sail slow-slow for plenty days, and na so-so struggle we take reach Cnidus. Because di wind block us, we sail along di side of Crete wey get shelter, near Salmone. 8As we dey manage coast along, we reach one place dem dey call Fair Havens, wey dey near di town of Lasea.
9Plenty time don waste—even di Fast don pass, so sailing don dey dangerous now. So Paul warn dem, a a v9 “Di Fast” na di Day of Atonement, wey dey happen for autumn — once e pass, di time wey person fit travel for sea safe don close. 10“Men, I see say dis journey go bring wahala and heavy loss—no be only for di cargo and di ship, but even for our own life.” 11But di centurion trust di pilot and di owner of di ship pass Paul im words. 12Because di harbor no fit for winter, plenty of dem decide make dem sail go, dey hope say somehow dem go reach Phoenix, one harbor for Crete wey face southwest and northwest, make dem spend winter dia.
Di Big Storm For Sea
13As small south wind come dey blow gentle, dem tink say dem don get wetin dem want, so dem pull di anchor and sail dey follow Crete close-close. 14But e no tey, one wind wey strong like hurricane, wey dem dey call di Northeaster, come rush down from di island. 15Di ship catch inside am and e no fit face di wind, so we just let am carry us dey go. 16As we dey run under one small island dem dey call Cauda, na so-so struggle we take manage secure di ship im lifeboat. 17After dem don pull am enta, dem use rope tie di body of di ship make e strong. Dem come dey fear say dem go run enta di sand for Syrtis, so dem lower di sea anchor, and di wind carry dem dey go. b b v17 Di Syrtis na one place wey get bad sand wey dey shift for di North Africa coast, wey di old-time sailors dey fear well-well. 18Di storm beat us so tay, so di next day dem begin dey throway di cargo enta sea. 19For di third day, na with dem own hand dem take throway di ship im gear enta sea. 20For plenty days, sun and star no show, di strong storm no gree stop, and na so we come lose all hope say we go survive.
21After dem don tey without food, Paul stand up for dem middle and talk say, “Men, una for don hear me and no comot from Crete; den una for don save unaself from dis wahala and dis loss. 22But now I dey beg una make una take heart: none of una go lose im life, na only di ship we go lose. 23Yesterday night, one angel of our Papa—di One wey I belong to and wey I dey serve—stand for my side, c c v23 Paul no dey call some faraway god but di Papa wey e belong to — even inside ship wey dey sink, na pikin wey dey inside im Papa hand e be. 24and e talk say, ‘No fear, Paul. You must stand before Caesar, and see—our Papa don give you di life of everybody wey dey sail with you.’ 25So make una take heart, men—I trust our Papa: e go be exactly as dem tell me. 26But we must run aground for some island.”
Di Ship Wey Wreck
27For di fourteenth night, as di wind still dey carry us cross di Adriatic Sea, near midnight di sailors come feel say land dey near. 28Dem measure di water and find 120 feet; as dem go small more, dem measure again and find ninety feet. d d v28 Di Greek measure twenty fathoms den fifteen — as di water depth dey drop quick-quick, e warn di sailors say land don near dem well-well, and e dey dangerous. 29Because dem dey fear say dem go hit rock, dem drop four anchors from di back of di ship and dem pray make day break. 30Di sailors try to run comot from di ship, dem lower di lifeboat enta sea, dey pretend say na anchor dem wan run comot from di front. 31Paul tell di centurion and di soldiers, “If dese men no stay inside di ship, una no fit survive.” 32So di soldiers cut di rope wey dey hold di lifeboat, and dem let am waka comot.
33Small before day break, Paul beg everybody make dem chop, e talk say, “Today na di fourteenth day wey una dey wait with worry, without food, and una neva chop anytin. 34So I dey beg una make una chop—na for una survival. Not even one hair go comot from any of una head.” 35As e talk dis, e take bread, e thank our Papa before everybody, e break am, and e begin dey chop. 36Dem all take heart and dem too chop some food. 37Altogether, na 276 of us dey inside di ship. 38After dem don chop belleful, dem make di ship light by throwaying di grain enta sea. 39As day break, dem no sabi di land, but dem see one bay wey get sandy beach, and dem plan say, if e possible, make dem run di ship aground dia. 40Dem cut di anchors comot, leave dem inside di sea, and for di same time dem loose di rope wey dey hold di rudder. Den dem raise di front sail to di wind and dem head go di beach. 41But dem hit one sandbar for where two current meet, and di ship run aground—di front stick fast, e no fit move, while di force of di wave break di back scatter.
42Di soldiers plan say make dem kill di prisoners so that none of dem go fit swim comot and escape. 43But di centurion, wey wan save Paul, stop dem from dia plan, and e order say make dem wey fit swim jump enta water first and reach shore, 44and di rest—some for plank, some for di ship pieces wey scatter. Na so everybody take reach land safe.
