Triumph Over Fear of Death

Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.”

‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭15:51-54‬ ‭NIV‬‬

https://bible.com/bible/111/1co.15.51-54.NIV

Let your lamp shine in my inmost being so I can see where my guilt lies.  My deceiving eyes cover my shame and hide my iniquities.  I am deceived by my own fears.  I shroud my sins with a veil and I don't have to deal with the nagging, disquieting, unnerving conviction from my conscience.

I am afraid of many ills; that is deeply rooted in the primal, visceral fear of death.  I have visions of losing the concept of my "self" to nothingness.  I am terrified of being reduced to irrelevance.  But your words oh Lord give me comfort.  That this flesh has to be resurrected and changed; the old cloth of skin and bones  transformed into the heavenly spirit of immortality.  Let my fear dissemble; crushed by the invincibility of your promise, freed from error and lies.  Death through the blood of Jesus no longer has the sting.  

My sins will no longer convict me because Jesus' sacrifice had set me free.