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- Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed--
- in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed.
- For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality.
- When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: "Death has been swallowed up in victory."
- "Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?"
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