For also in this we groan, longing to have our dwelling from heaven put on:
Thou wilt clothe me with skin and flesh, and thou wilt hedge me with bones and sinews.
I an oppressed man: who shall save me from the body of this death?
And not only, but also they having the first fruits of the Spirit, and we ourselves groan in ourselves, waiting for the adoption as a son, the redemption of our body.
Behold, I speak to you a mystery; We truly shall not all be laid asleep, but we shall all be changed,
For I am pressed together from two, having one eager desire to be loosed, and be with Christ (rather much better:)