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Texty: Steven Curtis Chapman. Bring It On.

I didn't come lookin' for trouble
And I don't want to fight needlessly
But I'm not gonna hide in a bubble
If trouble comes for me

I can feel my heart beating faster
I can tell something's coming down
But if it's gonna make me grow stronger

Then bring it on
Let the lightning flash, let the thunder roll
Let the storm winds blow

Bring it on
Let the trouble come, let the hard rain fall
Let it make me strong
Bring it on

Now, maybe you're thinkin' I'm crazy
And maybe I need to explain some things
'Cause I know I've got an enemy waiting
Who wants to bring me pain

But what he never seems to remember
What he means for evil, God works for good
So I will not retreat or surrender

Bring it on
Let the lightning flash, let the thunder roll
Let the storm winds blow

Bring it on
Let the trouble come, let the hard rain fall
Let it make me strong
Bring it on

Now, I don't wanna sound like some hero
'Cause it's God alone that my hope is in
But I'm not gonna run from the very things
That would drive me closer to Him, so bring it on

Bring it on
Let the lightning flash, let the thunder roll
Let the storm winds blow

Bring it on
Let the trouble come, let it make me fall
On the One who's strong

Bring it on
Let the lightning flash, let the thunder roll
Let the storm winds blow

Bring it on
Let me be made weak so I'll know the strength
Of the One who's strong
Bring it on
Bring it on

Steven Curtis Chapman