Kingdom Of Comfort- Delirious?

Save me save me
From the kingdom of comfort where I am king
From my unhealthy lust of material things

I built myself a happy home
In my palace on my own
My castle falling in the sand
Pull me out, please grab my hand
I just forgot where I came from

Save me save me
From the kingdom of comfort where I am king
From my unhealthy lust of material things

I rob myself of innocence
With the poison of indifference
I buy my stuff at any cost
A couple of clicks and I pay the price
Coz what I gain is someone else's loss

Save me save me
From the kingdom of comfort where I am king
From my unhealthy lust of material things

Instrumental/Lament

Save me save me
From the kingdom of comfort where I am king
To this kingdom of heaven where you are king

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Here's something to chew on: Are you building a Kingdom Of Comfort?

I don't think I need to draw any comparisms to us and other people around the globe. (Africa always kenna this kind of comparisms XD).

It's really sad that while we're singing about God's goodness, God's mercy, there are people out there who haven't even heard about God and are literally starving to death.

We house ourselves in our own kingdom, while proclaiming that we are actually serving God. We have festivals, traditions, beliefs, blessings, fellowship, conferences, sermons, congregations, you name it, we have it... yet the poor, opressed, enslaved, disturbed, the people who really need to know about God are left behind. They are left in the lurch to suffer, while we all benefit from being in this 'kingdom' of ours.

Its quite ironic that we are supposed to be the light of the world, yet we often isolate ourselves from the ostracised, from the isolated, from the heartbroken, from those who really need to know God. And we still dare to call ourselves the light of the world?

It's time to destroy the kingdom, this 'clique' of ours. It really is.

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Christmas is approaching, and I'm sure Toys R Rus will be packed with children begging their parents to buy them all sorts of toys.

It's funny how the 'joys of materialism' can strike people at such a young age.

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