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O 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?
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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 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!
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O thus be it ever when free men
shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war's desolation!
Blessed 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
in triumph shall wave
O'er
the land of the free
and the home of the brave!
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