Lectionary Calendar
Saturday, December 21st, 2024
the Third Week of Advent
the Third Week of Advent
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Bible Commentaries
Bell's Commentary on the Bible Bell's Commentary
Copyright Statement
These files are the property of Brian Bell.
Text Courtesy of Calvary Chapel of Murrieta. Used by Permission.
These files are the property of Brian Bell.
Text Courtesy of Calvary Chapel of Murrieta. Used by Permission.
Bibliographical Information
Bell, Brian. "Commentary on Luke 5". "Bell's Commentary". https://www.studylight.org/commentaries/eng/cbb/luke-5.html. 2017.
Bell, Brian. "Commentary on Luke 5". "Bell's Commentary". https://www.studylight.org/
Whole Bible (47)New Testament (17)Gospels Only (6)Individual Books (8)
Verses 1-11
Lord we obediently launch out now into the deep of our community!
Help us to let down our gospel nets, & use the bait of our lives!
We fall at your Son Jesus’ knees, & own our own sinfulness!
We forsake all, & chose to follow you & you alone!
Excelsior
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!
His brow was sad; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath,
And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue,
Excelsior!
In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright;
Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan,
Excelsior!
"Try not the Pass!" the old man said: "Dark lowers the tempest overhead,
The roaring torrent is deep and wide! And loud that clarion voice replied,
Excelsior!
"Oh stay," the maiden said, "and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!"
A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered, with a sigh,
Excelsior!
"Beware the pine-tree's withered branch! Beware the awful avalanche!"
This was the peasant's last Good-night, A voice replied, far up the height,
Excelsior!
At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard
Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air,
Excelsior!
A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half -buried in the snow was found,
Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!
There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay,
And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star,
Excelsior!
Verses 1-11
Lord we obediently launch out now into the deep of our community!
Help us to let down our gospel nets, & use the bait of our lives!
We fall at your Son Jesus’ knees, & own our own sinfulness!
We forsake all, & chose to follow you & you alone!
Excelsior
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!
His brow was sad; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath,
And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue,
Excelsior!
In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright;
Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan,
Excelsior!
"Try not the Pass!" the old man said: "Dark lowers the tempest overhead,
The roaring torrent is deep and wide! And loud that clarion voice replied,
Excelsior!
"Oh stay," the maiden said, "and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!"
A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered, with a sigh,
Excelsior!
"Beware the pine-tree's withered branch! Beware the awful avalanche!"
This was the peasant's last Good-night, A voice replied, far up the height,
Excelsior!
At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard
Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air,
Excelsior!
A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half -buried in the snow was found,
Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!
There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay,
And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star,
Excelsior!
Verses 12-16
Q: Who are the Lepers in the Murrieta/Temecula Valley?
Q: Who is the 1 person on your child’s sports team that no one likes?
Q: Who is the 1 parent that’s so obnoxious?
Q: Who is the biggest complaining neighbor on the block?
Q: The 1 relative that everyone runs from when they come into the room?
Q: The 1 youth you see that dresses the scariest?
Verses 12-16
Q: Who are the Lepers in the Murrieta/Temecula Valley?
Q: Who is the 1 person on your child’s sports team that no one likes?
Q: Who is the 1 parent that’s so obnoxious?
Q: Who is the biggest complaining neighbor on the block?
Q: The 1 relative that everyone runs from when they come into the room?
Q: The 1 youth you see that dresses the scariest?
Verses 17-26
Verses 17-26
Verses 27-32
Verses 27-32
Verses 33-39
Verses 33-39