73 Ye boundless realms of joy
Words: Nahum Tate & Nicholas Brady Music: John Darwall
1 Ye boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame,
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame;
Your voices raise,
Ye hosts in light, lift up your might
To sing His praise.
2 Let all of royal birth,
With those of humbler frame;
And judges of the earth,
His matchless praise proclaim.
In this design
Let youths with maids, and hoary heads
With children join.
3 His chosen saints to grace,
He sets them up on high,
And favours Israel's race,
Who still to Him are nigh;
O therefore raise
Your grateful voice, and still rejoice
The Lord to praise.