New Revised Standard Version
My eyes are spent with weeping; my stomach churns; my bile is poured out on the ground because of the destruction of my people, because infants and babes faint in the streets of the city.

Contemporary English Version
My eyes are red from crying, my stomach is in knots, and I feel sick all over. My people are being wiped out, and children lie helpless in the streets of the city.

New American Bible
My eyes are spent with tears, my stomach churns; My bile is poured out on the ground at the brokenness of the daughter of my people, As children and infants collapse in the streets of the town.

Douay-Rheims Bible
Caph. My eyes have failed with weeping, my bowels are troubled: my liver is poured out upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people, when the children, and the sucklings, fainted away in the streets of the city.

Caph. My eyes have failed with weeping, my bowels are troubled: my liver is poured out upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people, when the children, and the sucklings, fainted away in the streets of the city.

eyes

Lamentations 1:16 Ain. Therefore do I weep, and my eyes run down with water: because the comforter, the relief of my soul, is far from me: my children are desolate because the enemy hath prevailed.

Lamentations 3:48-51 Phe. My eye hath run down with streams of water, for the destruction of the daughter of my people. . . .

1 Samuel 30:4 David and the people that were with him, lifted up their voices, and wept till they had no more tears.

Psalm 6:7 My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.

Psalm 31:9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am afflicted: my eye is troubled with wrath, my soul, and my belly:

Psalm 69:3 I have laboured with crying; my jaws are become hoarse, my eyes have failed, whilst I hope in my God.

Isaiah 38:14 I will cry like a young swallow, I will meditate like a dove: my eyes are weakened looking upward: Lord, I suffer violence, answer thou for me.

my bowels

Lamentations 1:20 Res. Behold, O Lord, for I am in distress, my bowels are troubled: my heart is turned within me, for I am full of bitterness: abroad the sword destroyeth and at home there is death alike.

Jeremiah 4:19 My bowels, my bowels are in part, the senses of my heart are troubled within me, I will not hold my peace, for my soul hath heard the sound of the trumpet, the cry of battle.

my liver

Job 16:13 He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth,

Psalm 22:14 I am poured out like water; and all my bones are scattered. My heart is become like wax melting in the midst of my bowels.

for

Lamentations 4:10 Jod. The hands of the pitiful women have sodden their own children: they were their meat in the destruction of the daughter of my people.

Isaiah 22:4 Therefore have I said: Depart from me, I will weep bitterly: labour not to comfort me, for the devastation of the daughter of my people.

Jeremiah 8:19-22 Behold the voice of the daughter of my people from a far country: Is not the Lord in Sion, or is not her king in her? why then have they provoked me to wrath with their idols, and strange vanities? . . .

Jeremiah 9:1 Who will give water to my head, and a fountain of tears to my eyes? and I will weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people.

Jeremiah 14:17 And thou shalt speak this word to them: Let my eyes shed down tears night and day, and let them not cease, because the virgin daughter of my people is afflicted with a great affliction, with an exceeding grievous evil.

because

Lamentations 2:19,20 Coph. Arise, give praise in the night, in the beginning of the watches: pour out thy heart like water, before the face of the Lord: lift up thy hands to him for the life of thy little children, that have fainted for hunger at the top of all the streets. . . .

Lamentations 4:3,4,9,10 Ghimel. Even the sea monsters have drawn out the breast, they have given suck to their young: the daughter of my people is cruel, like the ostrich in the desert. . . .

Luke 23:29 For behold, the days shall come, wherein they will say: Blessed are the barren and the wombs that have not borne and the paps that have not given suck.

swoon or faint