And that the lowness of their nature
He would raise up and exalt.
In such a way that no one then
Could scorn it or find fault.
For He would make himself like them
And resemble them in all,
He would walk with them in friendship
And among them he would dwell,
And God would then be man
And man then God would be;
In their dealings He would mingle,
He would eat and drink as they,
And at their side unceasingly
He Himself would stay,
Until this age that now prevails
Is closed and passed away.
Saint John of the Cross (full poem here)