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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 thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched
were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs
bursting in air,
Gave proof thru the night that our flag was still
there.
Chorus:
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 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, half conceals, half discloses?
Now
it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory
reflected now shines in the stream:
Chorus:
'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 washed out of of their foul footsteps' pollution.
No
refuge could save the hireling and slave'
From the terror of
flight and the gloom of the grave:
Chorus:
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 home and the war's
desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued
land
Praise the Power 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."
Chorus:
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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