'Weep' in the Bible

and they lift up their eyes from afar and have not discerned him, and they lift up their voice and weep, and rend each his robe, and sprinkle dust on their heads -- heavenward.

My friends scoff at meas I weep before God.

Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his widows shall not weep.

Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?

My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.

If against me my land doth cry out, And together its furrows weep,