Acts 27
1 When it was decided that we would sail for Italy, Paul and some other prisoners were handed over to a centurion named Julius, who belonged to the Imperial Regiment.
Paŵalamwile kuti tujaule ku Italia ni ngalaŵa ŵammisile che Paolo pamo ni ŵatawe ŵane mmakono ga che Juliasi, juŵaliji jwankulu jwa ŵangondo mumpingo waukuŵilanjikwa “Mpingo wa Agusto.”
2 We boarded an Adramyttian ship about to sail for ports along the coast of Asia, and we put out to sea. Aristarchus, a Macedonian from Thessalonica, was with us.
Twakwesile ngalaŵa jekulungwa jijatyochelaga ku Adiliamiti, jijaliji chile kutanda ulendo kupitila mbwani ja chilambo cha ku Asia ni twatandite ulendo. Che Alisitako mundu jwa ku Makedonia kutyochela ku Sesalonike ŵalongene noweji.
3 The next day we landed at Sidon, and Julius treated Paul with consideration, allowing him to visit his friends and receive their care.
Lyuŵa lyaaŵili twaiche ku Sidoni ni ngalaŵa. Nipele che Juliasi ŵaapanganichisye yambone che Paolo, ŵalesile ajaule kwa achambusangagwe kuti apegwe yaikwasoŵa.
4 After putting out from there, we sailed to the lee of Cyprus because the winds were against us.
Kutyochela kweleko twajendelechele ni ulendo, ni twapite mungulugulu chilumba cha Kupulo tuchilisepusyaga ni mbungo jijaliji jininkupuga nnope kutyochela paujo petu.
5 And when we had sailed across the open sea off the coast of Cilicia and Pamphylia, we came to Myra in Lycia.
Twajombweche bahali ja Kilikia ni Pamfilia ni twaiche mmusi wa Mila chilambo cha ku Likia.
6 There the centurion found an Alexandrian ship sailing for Italy and put us on board.
Ni kweleko jwankulu jwa ŵangondo jula ŵajisimene ngalaŵa jekulungwa jichikopochelaga ku Alekisandilia kwaula ku Italia, nombejo ŵatujinjisye mwelemo.
7 After sailing slowly for many days, we arrived off Cnidus. When the wind impeded us, we sailed to the lee of Crete, opposite Salmone.
Twajesile mbolembole moŵa gamajinji ni twaiche pachiŵandi ni Nido nkulaga. Pakuŵa mbungo jatusiŵilile kuendelechela ni twapite kusini kwa chilumba cha Kilete kuŵandikana ni Salomone.
8 After we had moved along the coast with difficulty, we came to a place called Fair Havens, near the town of Lasea.
Twapite mumbwani kwa kulaga ni twaiche peuto papakuŵilanjikwa “Bandari jambone,” pachiŵandi musi wa Lasea.
9 By now much time had passed, and the voyage had already become dangerous because it was after the Fast. So Paul advised them,
Gaapite moŵa gamajinji ni moŵa gakutaŵa gaapite, ni twaliji mmoŵa ga kogoya kuendelechela ni ulendo wa mu ngalaŵa. Nipele che Paolo ŵaajamwiche achitiji,
10 “Men, I can see that our voyage will be filled with disaster and great loss, not only to ship and cargo, but to our own lives as well.”
“Achalongo achinjangu, nguwona kuti ulendo wu chiuŵe wa kogoya ni kusoyesya indu, ngaŵa kwa ndundu ni ngalaŵa pe, nambo kwa umi wetu nombe.”
11 But contrary to Paul’s advice, the centurion was persuaded by the pilot and by the owner of the ship.
Nambo jwankulu jwa ŵangondo jula ŵagapikanile nnope maloŵe ga juŵalongosyaga ngalaŵa ni nsyene ngalaŵa kupunda maloŵe gaŵaŵechete che Paolo gala.
12 Since the harbor was unsuitable to winter in, the majority decided to sail on, if somehow they could reach Phoenix to winter there. Phoenix was a harbor in Crete facing both southwest and northwest.
Pakuŵa bandari jo nganijiŵa jambone kutama moŵa ga mbepo, ŵandu ŵaŵatupile ŵajitichisye kuendelechela ni ulendo yakombolekaga aichanje ku Finikisi ni kutama kweleko katema ka mbepo ko. Finikisi jili bandari ja Kilete jajilolite kwiŵanda ni kwichela.
13 When a gentle south wind began to blow, they thought they had their opportunity. So they weighed anchor and sailed along, hugging the coast of Crete.
Mbungo ja kusi jatandite kupuga ni ŵaganisisye kuti chakombole kutendekanya iŵasachile yo. Nipele ŵanyakwile nanga ni kuŵika mu ngalaŵa, ŵajendelechele ni ulendo ŵapite mbwani kwa mbwani ni kwika ku mbwani ja Kilete.
14 But it was not long before a cyclone called the Northeaster swept down across the island.
Nambo pangakaŵa, mbungo jekulungwa jati mpela chimbunga jajikuŵilanjikwa “Mbungo ja kaskazi” japujile kutyochela ku chilumba.
15 Unable to head into the wind, the ship was caught up. So we gave way and let ourselves be driven along.
Ngalaŵa jila jagombilwe ni mbungo, nombejo nganijikombola kujipunda mbungo, nipele twajilesile jiseleleche ni mbungo.
16 Passing to the lee of a small island called Cauda, we barely managed to secure the lifeboat.
Nkwenda mo twapite upande wa kusini mwa chilumba chachinandi liina lyakwe Kauda, twakombwele kwakulimba nnope kugopola ntumbwi wa kwakulupuchisya ŵandu mu ngalaŵa jekulungwa jila.
17 After hoisting it up, the crew used ropes to undergird the ship. And fearing that they would run aground on the sandbars of Syrtis, they lowered the sea anchor and were driven along.
Achikatumetume ŵaali mu ngalaŵa ŵala paŵanyakulile ntumbwi ula nkati, ŵautaŵilile mu ngalaŵa jila ni ngonji kuulimbisya kuti unajonasiche ni mbungo. Ni pakuŵa ŵajogopaga kutitimila munsanga wejinji mu mbwani ja Libia, kwa yele ŵagatulwisye matanga ni ŵagambaga kwenda pe ni mbungo.
18 We were tossed so violently that the next day the men began to jettison the cargo.
Mbungo jekulungwa jila jajendelechele kupuga ni malaŵi jakwe ŵatandite kwasila ndundu mu bahali.
19 On the third day, they threw the ship’s tackle overboard with their own hands.
Ni lyuŵa lyaatatu ŵajasile ni makono gao achinsyene yoombo ya mu ngalaŵa jekulungwa.
20 When neither sun nor stars appeared for many days and the great storm continued to batter us, we abandoned all hope of being saved.
Moŵa gamajinji nganitukombola kuliwona lyuŵa atamuno ndondwa ni mbungo jekulungwa jila japundile nnope. Chilolelo chose chati tutulame chamasile.
21 After the men had gone a long time without food, Paul stood up among them and said, “Men, you should have followed my advice not to sail from Crete. Then you would have averted this disaster and loss.
Paŵatemi pangalya moŵa gamajinji, wajimi che Paolo pasikati pao ni kuti, “Achambusanga ŵangu nkambikanichisye une kuti kasintyoka ku Kilete ngankalaje kwantinyi ni kupotesya indu yi.
22 But now I urge you to keep up your courage, because you will not experience any loss of life, but only of the ship.
Sambano ngunchondelela, nkamulichisye ntima pakuŵa ngapagwa jwalijose mwa ŵanyamwe juchawe nambo ngalaŵa pe ni jichijijonasiche.
23 For just last night an angel of God, whose I am and whom I serve, stood beside me
Pakuŵa chilo katumetume jwa kwinani jwa Akunnungu, Akunnungu jwandesile une kuŵa jwao ni jungwapopelela ŵangopochele,
24 and said, ‘Do not be afraid, Paul; you must stand before Caesar. And look, God has granted you the lives of all who sail with you.’
ni kuusalila, ‘Kasinjogopa che Paolo! Ikuŵajilwa mmwejo kwima paujo pa Mwenye jwa ku Loma. Kwaligongo lyenu mwe Akunnungu chiŵakulupusye wose ŵaali mu ulendo pamo nomwe.’
25 So take courage, men, for I believe God that it will happen just as He told me.
Nipele nkamulichisye ntima, pakuŵa ngwakulupilila Akunnungu kuti chiitendekwe mpela indite pakusalilwa.
26 However, we must run aground on some island.”
Nambo chituponyekwe pa chilumba chimo.”
27 On the fourteenth night we were still being driven across the Adriatic Sea. About midnight the sailors sensed they were approaching land.
Chilo cha lyuŵa lya kumi na nne twaliji tuninkukwekwelemya akuno ni akunokuno ni meesi mu bahali ja Mediteleniani. Chilo nnope achikatumetume ŵaali mu ngalaŵa ŵaganisisye kuti tuŵandichile munsanga.
28 They took soundings and found that the water was twenty fathoms deep. Going a little farther, they took another set of soundings that read fifteen fathoms.
Nipele ŵatulwisye ngoji wawataŵilile chindu chakutopela achisakaga kupima amanyilile ipatite kwendesya ni ŵapatile makono alobaini. Kanyuma kanandi ŵapimile sooni ni ŵapatile makono selasini.
29 Fearing that we would run aground on the rocks, they dropped four anchors from the stern and prayed for daybreak.
Ni pakuŵa ŵajogopaga kukwama papali ni lwala, ŵatulwisye nanga ncheche sya kunyuma kwa ngalaŵa ni kupopela kuti kucheje.
30 Meanwhile, the sailors attempted to escape from the ship. Pretending to lower anchors from the bow, they let the lifeboat down into the sea.
Ni ŵaŵalongosyaga ngalaŵa ŵala ŵasachile kutila kutyochela mu ngalaŵa ni ŵautulwisye ntumbwi ula achinamanilaga akutulusya nanga sya paujo.
31 But Paul said to the centurion and the soldiers, “Unless these men remain with the ship, you cannot be saved.”
Nambo che Paolo ŵansalile jwankulu jwa ŵangondo jula pamo ni ŵangondo ŵane, “Iŵaga ŵanyaŵa ngaatama mu ngalaŵa ngankulupuswa.”
32 So the soldiers cut the ropes to the lifeboat and set it adrift.
Papopo ŵangondo ŵala ŵakatile migoji jijakamulile ntumbwi ni ŵaulesile ujigalikwe ni meesi.
33 Right up to daybreak, Paul kept urging them all to eat: “Today is your fourteenth day in constant suspense, without taking any food.
Kukanaŵe kucha che Paolo ŵachondelele wose kuti alye chakulya achitiji, “Lelo jino lyuŵa lya kumi na nne ntemi ni sala nli nkulolela, pangalya chindu chachili chose.
34 So for your own preservation, I urge you to eat something, because not a single hair of your head will be lost.”
Nipele ngunchondelela nlye, pakuŵa chichinkulupusye kuti nkawa. Pakuŵa ngalujasika namuno luumbo lumo lwa pa mitwe jenu.”
35 After he had said this, Paul took bread and gave thanks to God in front of them all. Then he broke it and began to eat.
Che Paolo paŵamasile kuŵecheta yeleyo ŵajigele nkate, nipele ŵatogolele Akunnungu paujo pa wose, ŵagaŵenye ni kutanda kulya.
36 They were all encouraged and took some food themselves.
Nipele wose ŵakamulisye ntima, nombewo ŵalile.
37 In all, there were 276 of us on board.
Ŵatwaliji mu ngalaŵa twaliji ŵandu mia mbili ni sabini na sita.
38 After the men had eaten their fill, they lightened the ship by throwing the grain into the sea.
Patwalile wose ni kwikuta, ŵajijalwisye ngalaŵa jekulungwa kwakwasila ngano mu bahali.
39 When daylight came, they did not recognize the land, but they sighted a bay with a sandy beach, where they decided to run the ship aground if they could.
Pakwachele ŵaŵalongosyaga ngalaŵa ŵala nganachimanyilila chilambo chila, nambo ŵauweni nsanga ku mbwani. Nipele ŵasachile kujijimika ngalaŵa kweleko naga chakombole.
40 Cutting away the anchors, they left them in the sea as they loosened the ropes that held the rudders. Then they hoisted the foresail to the wind and made for the beach.
Ŵakatile ngonji sya nanga ni kusileka mu bahali ni ŵagopwele ngonji sisyataŵikwe pa usukani ni kwinamukula tanga ja paujo pa ngalaŵa kuti jikamule mbungo ni kwajausya ku mbwani.
41 But the vessel struck a sandbar and ran aground. The bow stuck fast and would not move, and the stern was being broken up by the pounding of the waves.
Nambo ŵaiche pamalekano pagachingangene matala gaŵili ga meesi ga bahali ni ngalaŵa jatanjile palapala. Upaande wa paujo pa ngalaŵa watitimile munsanga pangali kutinganyika, nambo upaande wa panyuma watandite kutemeka kwa ligongo lya machili ga matumbela.
42 The soldiers planned to kill the prisoners so none of them could swim to freedom.
Ŵangondo ŵasachile ŵaulaje ŵataŵikwe wose atakojelela ŵane ni kutila.
43 But the centurion, wanting to spare Paul’s life, thwarted their plan. He commanded those who could swim to jump overboard first and get to land.
Nambo jwankulu jwa ŵangondo achisakaga kwakulupusya che Paolo, ŵaalekasisye ŵangondo akatenda yeleyo. Ŵalamwile ŵaakukombola kojelela alilechelele mmeesi ni kwika kunsanga.
44 The rest were to follow on planks and various parts of the ship. In this way everyone was brought safely to land.
Ni ŵaakusigalila wo, ŵane akamulile mbao ni ŵane ipitingwa iyatemeche mu ngalaŵa. Iyoyo ŵandu wose ŵaiche kwa chitendewele ku nsanga.
