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The Star-Spangled Banner
Lyrics, by Francis Scott Key:
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's
last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er 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 there.
Oh, 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, thro' 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 half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches
the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines in the stream;
'Tis the Star-Spangled
Banner, Oh 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 wash'd 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 free men shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war's
desolation!
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made
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
O'er the land of the free and the home
of the brave!
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's
last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er 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 there.
Oh, 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, thro' 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 half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches
the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines in the stream;
'Tis the Star-Spangled
Banner, Oh 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 wash'd 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 free men shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war's
desolation!
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made
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
O'er the land of the free and the home
of the brave!
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