Your post reminded me of a beautiful old ancient Homily that carries over from Good Friday into Holy Saturday.
Something strange is happening…there is a great silence on the earth today, a great silence and stillness. The whole earth keeps silence because the King is asleep. The earth trembled and is still because God has fallen asleep in the flesh and He has raised up all who have slept ever since the world began. God has died in the flesh and hell trembles with fear.
He has gone to search for our first parent, as for a lost sheep. Greatly desiring to visit those who live in darkness and in the shadow of death; He has gone to free from sorrow the captives Adam and Eve, He who was both God and the son of New Eve. The Lord approached them bearing the cross, the weapon that won Him victory over death. At the sight of our Lord, Adam, the first man He had created, struck his breast in terror and cried out to everyone. “My Lord be with you all,” Christ answered him: “And with your spirit.” Jesus took Adam by the hand and raised him up saying; “Awake O Sleeper, and rise from the dead, and Christ will give you light.”
I am your God, who for your sake I have become your son. Out of love for you and for your descendants I now by my own authority command all who are held in bondage to come forth, all who are in darkness to be enlightened, all who are sleeping to arise. I order you O Sleeper, to awake. I did not create you to be held prisoner of hell. Rise from the dead, for I am the life of the dead, Rise up work of my hands, you were created in my image. Rise, let us leave this place, for you are in me and I am in you, together we form only one person and we cannot be separated.
For your sake I, your God, became man; I the Lord, took the form of a slave; I, whose abode is above the heavens, descended to the earth and beneath the earth. For your sake, for the sake of man, I became like a man without help, free among the dead. For the sake of you, who left the garden of paradise, I was betrayed in a garden, and I was crucified in a garden.
See on my face the spittle I received in order to restore to you the life I once breathed into you when I created you. See there the marks of the blows I received in order to refashion your warped nature in my image. On my back see the marks of the scourging I endured to remove the burden of sin that weighs upon your back. See my hands, nailed firmly to a tree, for you once wickedly through pride stretched out your hand to a Tree of Knowledge I forbade you to touch in paradise.
I slept on the cross and a sword pierced my side for you who slept in paradise and brought forth Eve from your side. My pierced side has healed the pain in yours. My sleep will rouse you from your sleep in the death of hell. The sword that pierced me has sheathed the sword that was turned against you.
Rise, let us leave this place. The enemy led you by temptation out of the earthly paradise. I will not restore you to that paradise, but I will enthrone you in heaven. I forbade you the Tree that was only a symbol of life, but see, I whom am the Giver of Life itself am now one with you. I appointed cherubim to guard you as slaves guarded, but now I make them worship you as God. The throne formed by cherubim id adorned, the banquet is ready, the eternal dwelling places are prepared, the treasure houses of all good things lie open. The kingdom of heaven has been prepared for you from all eternity.
Ancient Homily from Office of Readings Holy Saturday, Roman Rite.