Instead, the men tried to row harder to get the ship back to shore, but they couldn’t do it. The storm was getting worse.
If he keeps quiet, who can condemn him? If he hides his face, who can see him whether it is a nation or a single person?
No wisdom, no understanding, and no advice ⌞can stand up⌟ against the Lord.
He told them, “Throw me overboard. Then the sea will become calm. I know that I’m responsible for this violent storm.”
So they cried to the Lord for help: “Please, Lord, don’t let us die for taking this man’s life. Don’t hold us responsible for the death of an innocent man, because you, Lord, do whatever you want.”