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.

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!