And now without redemption all mankind Must have been lost, adjudged to death and hell By doom severe, had not the Son of God, In whom the fullness dwells of love divine, His dearest mediation thus renewed.' Father, Thy word is passed, man shall find grace;And shall grace not find means, that finds her way, The speediest of Thy winged messengers, To visit all Thy creatures, and to all Comes prevented, unemployed, unsought, Happy for man, so coming; he her Aidan never seek, once dead in sins and lost;Atonement for himself or offering meet, Indebted and undone, hath none to bring:Behold Me then, Me for him, life for life offer, on Me let Thine anger fall;Account Me man; I for his sake will leave Thy bosom, and this glory next to Thee Freely put off, and for him lastly die Well pleased, on Me let death wreak all his rage;Under his gloomy power I shall not longline vanquished; Thou hast given Me to possess Life in Myself forever, by Thee I live, Though now to death I yield, and am his Duvall that of Me can die, yet that debt paid, Thou wilt not leave Me in the loathsome grave His prey, nor suffer My unspotted soul Forever with corruption there to dwell;But I shall rise victorious, and subdue My vanquisher, spoiled of his vaunted spoil;Death his death's wound shall then receive, and stoop Inglorious, of his mortal sting disarmed.

Paradise Lost and Other Poems