1 After we had
reached safety, we then learned that the island was called Malta.
2 The natives
showed us unusual kindness. Since it had begun to rain and was cold,
they kindled a fire and welcomed all of us round it.
3 Paul had gathered
a bundle of brushwood and was putting it on the fire, when a viper,
driven out by the heat, fastened itself on his hand.
4 When the natives
saw the creature hanging from his hand, they said to one another,
‘This man must be a murderer; though he has escaped from the
sea, justice has not allowed him to live.’
5 He, however,
shook off the creature into the fire and suffered no harm.
6 They were expecting
him to swell up or drop dead, but after they had waited a long time
and saw that nothing unusual had happened to him, they changed their
minds and began to say that he was a god.
7 Now in the neighbourhood
of that place were lands belonging to the leading man of the island,
named Publius, who received us and entertained us hospitably for
8 It so happened
that the father of Publius lay sick in bed with fever and dysentery.
Paul visited him and cured him by praying and putting his hands
9 After this happened,
the rest of the people on the island who had diseases also came
and were cured.
10 They bestowed
many honours on us, and when we were about to sail, they put on
board all the provisions we needed.