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