O say, can you see, by the dawn&39s early light,
What so proudly we hail&39d at the twilight&39s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro&39 the perilous fight,
O&39er the ramparts we watch&39d, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets&39 red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro&39 the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O&39er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore dimly seen thro&39 the mists of the deep,
Where the foe&39s haughty holt in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o&39er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning&39s first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream
&39Tis the star-spangled banner O, long may it wave
O&39er the land of the free and the home of the brave&33
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle&39s confusion,
A home and a countrv should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash&39d out their foul footsteps&39 pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O&39er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O thus be it ever when free-men shall stand
Between their lov&39d home and the war&39s desolation
Blest with vict&39ry and peace, may the heav&39n-rescued land
Praise the Pow&39r that hath made and preserv&39d us a nation&33
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto "In God is our trust&33"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O&39er the land of the free und the home of the brave&33