For verily in this we groan, longing to be clothed upon with our habitation which is from heaven:
And not only so, but ourselves also, who have the first-fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for our adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body.
But I am in a strait betwixt the two, having the desire to depart and be with Christ; for it is very far better:
Wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me out of the body of this death?
Behold, I tell you a mystery: We all shall not sleep, but we shall all be changed,
Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, And knit me together with bones and sinews.