He is the Lord from Heaven. As we have borne
The image of the earthly, we shall bear
The image of the heavenly. Now, behold!
A mystery I show; all shall not sleep;
But we shall all be chang’d, at the last trump,
In a moment—in the twinkling of an eye.
The trump shall sound—the dead shall all be rais’d.
Then incorruptible; and we shall all
Be quickly changed. For this corruptible
Must put on incorruption, and this mortal