Ye boundless realms of joy, exalt your Maker's fame, his praise your song employ above the starry frame; your voices raise, ye cherubim and seraphim, to sing his praise. Thou moon, that rul'st the night, and sun, that guid'st the day, ye glittering stars of light, to him your homage pay. His praise declare, ye heavens above and clouds that move in liquid air. 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. United zeal be shown his wondrous fame to raise, whose glorious Name alone deserves our endless praise. Earth's utmost ends his power obey; his glorious sway the sky transcends.