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Behold, I tell you a mystery: we shall not all sleep,
but we shall be all changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye,
at the last trumpet.
The trumpet shall sound,
and the dead shall be raised incorruptible,
and we shall be changed.
For this corruptible must put on incorruption,
and this mortal must put on immortality.
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