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