Part III, Recitative: Behold, I Tell You A Mystery - Song: The Trumpet Shall Sound
Behold, I tell you a mystery: we shall not all sleep, but we shall all be chang'd in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet.
The trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be rais'd incorruptible, and we shall be chang'd; For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality.