Orson F. Whitney, in his poem, Elias, calls Adam/Michael "mighty," "the prince," and "the monarch of our race."
Orson F. Whitney, Elias: An Epic of the Ages (Salt Lake City: O.F. Whitney, 1914), 18, 50-51, 76, 77
"Father!" the voice like music fell,
Clear as the murmuring flow
Of mountain streamlet trickling down
From heights of vorgin snow.
"Father," it said, "since one must die,
Thy children to redeem
From spheres all formless now and void,
Where pulsing life shall teem;
"And mighty Michael foremost fall,
That mortal man may be;
And chosen saviour Thou must send,
Lo, here am I— send me!
I ask, I seek no recompense,
Save that which then were mine;
Mine be the willing sacrifice,
The endless glory Thine!
. . .
Here cometh up the New Jerusalem;
Here cometh down that risen realm of old,
Jehovah's seat, earth's jeweled diadem,
Joy of the world, by prophet tongues extolled.
Japheth, here joined with Shem, finds Israel's fold,
An Ark of peace amid a world of war.
The ensign on the mountains here behold!
'Tis Joseph signals Jacob from afar,
And points him to the goal where God and glory are.
Ancient of Days here sits as the first,
When time and earth and Adam's race were young;
When bowed with age, a great soul's sunset burst
In blessings on his seed. Prophetic tongue,
Thy patriarchal tone through time hath rung!
Michael the prince, the monarch of our race,
Sire of a world from dust and spirit sprung;
Here sits he, throned in fire; before his face
Ten thousand times ten thousand throng the judgment place.
"One are the human twain, as sheath and sword—
Woman and man, the lady and the lord;
Each pair the Eve and Adam of some world,
Perchance unborn, or into space unhurled.
. . .
"Earth a celestial law hath magnified,
And by that law shall she be sanctified,
And by the same shall she be glorified;
By fire refined, the gold from dross set free,
Shining forever as a crystal sea,
Celestial seer-stone, making manifest
All things below to souls upon her breast—
Chosen, omniscient, children of the Sun,
Offspring of Adam, Michael, Ancient One,
Who comes anon his fiery throne to rear,
His council summoning from far and near.
Ten thousand times ten thousand bow the knee,
And "Father" hail him, "King," eternally.