For indeed in this we groan, longing to put on our dwelling which is from heaven,
Skin and flesh you put on me, and wove me with bones and sinews.
Wretched man that I am! Who shall deliver me from this body of death?
And not only so, but even we ourselves who have the first-fruits of the Spirit, we ourselves also groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for the adoption, the redemption of our body.
See, I speak a secret to you: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed,
For I am pressed down by the two, having a desire to depart and be with Messiah, which is much better,