Seest thou his noble soul? how even as one who is offering sacrifices for victory,
having become inspired and seeing already things future as things past, he
leaps and tramples upon death fallen at his feet, and shouts a cry of triumph
over its head where it lies, exclaiming mightily and saying, “O death, where is thy
sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” It is clean gone, it is perished, it is utterly
vanished away, and in vain hast thou done all those former things. For He not
only disarmed death and vanquished it, but even destroyed it, and made it quite
cease from being.
John Chrysostom, Homilies on First Corinthians, Homily XLII, v. 55