Oh, say can you see by the early light What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last Whose stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly And the rocket's red glare, the bombs in air, Gave proof through the that our flag was still there. Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet O'er the land of the free and the of the brave?
On the shore, seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the steep, As it fitfully blows, conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the first beam, In glory reflected now shines 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 band who so swore the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, A home and a country leave us no more! Their blood has washed out foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the and slave From the of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in doth wave O'er the land of the free and the of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen stand Between their home and the war's desolation! Blest with and peace, may the heav'n rescued land the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our it is just, And be our motto: "In God is our trust." And the star-spangled banner in shall wave the land of the free and the home of the brave!