But before long, a hurricane-force wind called “the Northeaster” swept down from the island.
Your rowers have brought you into great waters. But the east wind will break you in the heart of the seas.
Suddenly a great storm arose on the sea, so that the boat was being covered by the waves. But Yeshua kept on sleeping.
A great windstorm arises, and the waves were rushing into the boat. The boat was beginning to fill up.
When the ship was caught and could not face into the wind, we gave way to it and were driven along.