O say, can you by the dawns early light.
What so proudly we hailed at the twilights last gleamning.
Whose broad strines and bright stars,
through the perilous fight.
Oer the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming.
And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air.
Gave proof though the night that our flag was still there!
O say does that Star-spangled Banner yet wave
Oer the land of the free, and the home of the brave?
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foes haughtly host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, oer the lowering steep,
As its fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the mornings first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream!
This the Star-spangled Banner: oh, long may it wave
Oer 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 wars desolation;
Blest with victory and peace,
may the heaven rescued land
Praise the power that hath 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!”
And the Star-spangled Banner in triumph shall wave
Over the land of the free and the home of the brave! Amen.
