Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallanty streaming? And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air. Gave proof thro the night that our flag was still there. Chorus: Oh, say, does that star-spangled baner yet wave O'er the land of the free, and the home, of teh 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 fifflly blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first bean. In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream. And where it is 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 foul footsteps pollution; From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave. Oh, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand Between their loved homes and the war's desolation; Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the Heaven-rescued land Praise the Pow'r that hath made amd preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just; and this be our motto: "In God is our trust!" Written by Francis Scott Key September 1814. Proclaimed the National Anthem by an Act of Congress - March 3, 1931.