Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early What so we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight, the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rocket's red glare, the bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our was still there. Oh, say does star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen the mists of the deep, the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, conceals, half discloses? Now it the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory now shines in the stream: the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the of the brave!
And where is band who so vauntingly swore the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, A and a country should leave us no more! Their blood has washed out their footsteps' pollution. No refuge could the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in doth wave O'er the of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, freemen shall stand their loved home and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the rescued land Praise the Power hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, our cause it is just, And this be our "In God is our trust." And the star-spangled banner in triumph wave O'er the land of the and the home of the brave!