O! 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.'And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave. O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Francis Scott KeyAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: american
- Born: August 1, 1779
- Died: January 11, 1843
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