Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light | |
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? | |
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, | |
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? | |
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, | |
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. | |
Chorus | |
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave | |
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? | |
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, | |
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, | |
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, | |
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? | |
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, | |
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream | |
Chorus | |
'tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave | |
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore | |
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, | |
A home and a country should leave us no more! | |
Their blood has washed out of their foul footsteps' pollution. | |
No refuge could save the hireling and slave | |
From the terror of flight and the gloom of the grave | |
Chorus | |
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave | |
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. | |
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand | |
Between their loved home and the war's desolation! | |
Bles't with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land | |
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. | |
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, | |
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust." | |
Chorus | |
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave | |
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. |