a mighty deluge

For he offered a sacrifice, that was sufficient to do away all the guilt of the whole world. Though the guilt of man was like great mountains, whose heads are lifted up to the heavens; yet his dying love, and his merits, appeared as a mighty deluge that overflowed the highest mountains; or like a boundless ocean that swallows them up; or like an immense fountain of light, that with the fullness and redundance of its brightness, swallows up men’s greatest sins, as little motes are swallowed up and hidden in the disk of the sun.


Christ Exalted, 1738, Hickman Works II, 215.