You have put gladness in my heart,
More than when their grain and new wine abound.

They are more desirable than gold, yes, than much fine gold;
Sweeter also than honey and the drippings of the honeycomb.

Yet a little while and the wicked man will be no more;
And you will look carefully for his place and he will not be there.

Then he passed away, and lo, he was no more;
I sought for him, but he could not be found.

“Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may smile again
Before I depart and am no more.”

For evils beyond number have surrounded me;
My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to see;
They are more numerous than the hairs of my head,
And my heart has failed me.

You love evil more than good,
Falsehood more than speaking what is right. Selah.

Destroy them in wrath, destroy them that they may be no more;
That men may know that God rules in Jacob
To the ends of the earth. Selah.

Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head;
Those who would destroy me are powerful, being wrongfully my enemies;
What I did not steal, I then have to restore.

But as for me, I will hope continually,
And will praise You yet more and more.

In his days may the righteous flourish,
And abundance of peace till the moon is no more.

You are resplendent,
More majestic than the mountains of prey.

They have said, “Come, and let us wipe them out as a nation,
That the name of Israel be remembered no more.”

The Lord loves the gates of Zion
More than all the other dwelling places of Jacob.

Forsaken among the dead,
Like the slain who lie in the grave,
Whom You remember no more,
And they are cut off from Your hand.

More than the sounds of many waters,
Than the mighty breakers of the sea,
The Lord on high is mighty.

When the wind has passed over it, it is no more,
And its place acknowledges it no longer.

Let sinners be consumed from the earth
And let the wicked be no more.
Bless the Lord, O my soul.
Praise the Lord!

I have more insight than all my teachers,
For Your testimonies are my meditation.

I understand more than the aged,
Because I have observed Your precepts.

What shall be given to you, and what more shall be done to you,
You deceitful tongue?

My soul waits for the Lord
More than the watchmen for the morning;
Indeed, more than the watchmen for the morning.