The entire National Anthem

Well, it has been a while since I have posted anything, partly because I haven't had anything to post. I have thought about posting something on the National Anthem for some time now and remembered to look it up and post it now. I was able to go to the first and only political rally for who else but Dr. Ron Paul last year when he came through Louisville. Before Dr. Paul spoke, I believe, three girls stood up and sang the national anthem. Well, when I thought they would stop because it was over, they kept going. I thought that was strange it only has one verse right? Well, come to find out it has more to it, we just don't sing it. Of course, it was written by Francis Scott Key originally as a poem titled "Defence of Fort McHenry" in 1814 about the war of 1812. I think it is very interesting with the last verse, that God is acknowledged and praised. I wonder if that has anything to do with why we have only ever sung the first verse. Here are the full lyrics:

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?

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:
'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 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 of the free and the home of the brave.

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!