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 rockets` red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. O 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, now conceals, now discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning`s first beam, In full glory reflected now shines on the stream: `Tis the Star-Spangled Banner! O long may it 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 homes and the war`s desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heaven-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just, And this be our motto: «In God is our trust». And the Star-Spangled Banner forever shall wave O`er the land of the free and the home of the brave!