The Star Spangled Banner

Oh, say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
     What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleamin,
Whose broad stripe and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
     Over the ramparts we watch'd were so gallantly streaming;
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
     Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still their.
Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
     O'er the land of the free and the home of the the brave.

On the shore dimly seen thro' the mist 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 on the stream;
'Tis the star-spangled banner, On!  long may it way
     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 their out their footsteps' 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'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Oh! thus be it e'er when freemen shall stand
     Between their homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with victry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
     Praise the pow'r that hath made and preserv'd 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
     O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!