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And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion.
A home and a country, shall leave us no more
Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps 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 &c. |
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O!
thus be it ever when free men shall stand
Between their lov'd home, 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 preserv'd 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 &c. |
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