1 Ye boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame:
His praise your songs employ
Above the starry frame;
Your voices raise,
Ye Cherubim
And Seraphim,
To sing his praise.

2 Thou moon that rul'st the night,
And sun that guid'st the day;
Ye glitt'ring stars of light,
To him your homage pay;
His praise declare,
Ye heav'ns above,
And clouds that move
In liquid air.

3 Let them adore the Lord,
And praise his holy name,
By whose almighty word
They all from nothing came:
And all shall last,
From changes free;
His firm decree
Stands ever fast.

4 United zeal be shown,
His wond'rous fame to raise,
Whose glorious name alone
Deserves our endless praise.
Earth's utmost ends
His pow'r obey:
His glorious sway
The sky transcends.