1 Again, another, thinking to sail, and beginning to make his voyage through the raging waves, calls upon a piece of wood more fragile than the wood that carries him.
2 For this is what desire has contrived to be acquired, and the craftsman has formed its understanding.
3 But your providence, O Father, governs, because you have provided for both a way in the sea and a very reliable path among the waves,
4 revealing that you are able to save out of all things, even if someone were to go to sea without skill.
5 But, so that the works of your wisdom might not be empty, therefore, men trust their souls even to a little piece of wood, and, crossing over the sea by raft, they are set free.
6 But, from the beginning, when the proud giants were perishing, the hope of the world, fleeing by boat, gave back to future ages a seed of birth, which was governed by your hand.