But God would show to us below, His grace and choice, While we in heart rejoice; And this revealed by blood, when God Became a Man; and then began In love to cure Our nature, blind, impure. The work was great, it made him sweat, Blood-rivers flowed, He groaned and cried aloud; While sorrows rent his heart with smart Unspeakable: The pains of Hell, infernal wrath, Encompassed him in death.