Before very long, a wind of hurricane force, called the Northeaster, swept down from the island.
A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped.
Suddenly a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping.
Your oarsmen take you out to the high seas. But the east wind will break you to pieces far out at sea.
The ship was caught by the storm and could not head into the wind; so we gave way to it and were driven along.