h, 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.

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 Wiped Out Their Foul Footstep´s 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 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!