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Psalms 101:5

I am smitten as grass, and my heart is withered: because I forgot to eat my bread.

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The verse in its languages

Vulgate (Clementine)
Percussus sum ut fœnum, et aruit cor meum, quia oblitus sum comedere panem meum.
Septuagint (Swete)
ἐπλήγην ὡσεὶ χόρτος καὶ ἐξηράνθη ἡ καρδία μου, ὅτι ἐπελαθόμην τοῦ φαγεῖν τὸν ἄρτον μου.
Hebrew (WLC) shown from Psalms 102:5
הוּכָּֽה כָ֭עֵשֶׂב וַיִּבַ֣שׁ לִבִּ֑י כִּֽי שָׁ֝כַ֗חְתִּי מֵאֲכֹ֥ל לַחְמִֽי

Haydock's commentary

Bread. Through excessive sorrow, (Haydock) I am fainting in captivity. (Calmet)

The human race is relieved by the bread of life, the holy Eucharist. (St. Augustine) (Berthier)

Sinners have no relish for spiritual food. (Worthington)

From Haydock's Catholic Bible Commentary, 1859, in the transcription made by Todd Easton and kept online by John Paul Wohlschied at johnblood.gitlab.io/haydock.

The Fathers on this verse

St Augustine A Treatise on Nature and Grace, How Our Nature Could Be Vitiated by Sin, Even Though It Be Not a Substance

Now, do you not perceive the tendency and direction of this controversy? Even to render of none effect the Scripture where it is said “Thou shalt call His name Jesus, for He shall save His people from their sins.” For how is He to save where there is no malady? For the sins, from which this gospel says Christ’s people have to be saved, are not substances, and according to this writer are incapable of corrupting. O brother, how good a thing it is to remember that you are a Christian! To believe, might perhaps be enough; but still, since you persist in discussion, there is no harm, nay there is even benefit, if a firm faith precede it; let us not suppose, then, that human nature cannot be corrupted by sin, but rather, believing, from the inspired Scriptures, that it is corrupted by sin, let our inquiry be how this could possibly have come about. …

St Augustine Expositions on the Book of Psalms, Psalm CII

5. Look back to Adam, whence the human race sprung. For how but from him was misery propagated? whence but from him is this hereditary poverty? Let him then, who in his own body was at one time in despair, now that he is set in Christ’s body, say with hope, “My heart is smitten down, and withered like grass” ( ver. 4 ). Deservedly, since all flesh is grass. But how did this happen unto thee? “Since I have forgotten to eat my bread.” For God had given His commandment for bread. For what is the bread of the soul? The serpent suggesting, and the woman transgressing, he touched the forbidden fruit, he forgot the commandment: his heart was smitten as it deserved, and withered like grass, since he forgot to eat his bread. Having forgotten to eat bread, he drinketh poison: his heart is smitten, and withered like grass.…Now eat that bread which thou hadst forgotten. …

St John Chrysostom Two Homilies on Eutropius, Homily I. When He Had Taken Refuge in the Church

4. Such is the force of this calamity: it has made one who was illustrious and conspicuous appear the most insignificant of men. And if a rich man should enter the assembly he derives much profit from the sight: for when he beholds the man who was shaking the whole world, now dragged down from so high a pinnacle of power, cowering with fright, more terrified than a hare or a frog, nailed fast to yonder pillar, without bonds, his fear serving instead of a chain, panic-stricken and trembling, he abates his haughtiness, he puts down his pride, and having acquired the kind of wisdom concerning human affairs which it concerns him to have he departs instructed by example in the lesson which Holy Scripture teaches by precept: “All flesh is grass and all the glory of man as the flower of grass: the grass withereth and the flower faileth” or “They shall wither away quickly as the grass, and as th …

St Gregory the Great Register of the Epistles of St. Gregory the Great, To Narses the Patrician

As to what your Charity has written to me, asking me to give thanks for you to my son the chief physician and ex-præfect Theodorus, I have done so, and have by no means ceased to commend you as much as I could. Further, I beg you to pardon me for replying to your letters with brevity; for I am pressed by such great tribulations that it is not allowed me either to read or to speak much by letter. This only I say to thee, For the voice of groaning I have forgotten to eat my bread ( Ps. ci. 5 ). All that are with you I beg you to salute in my name. Give my salutations to the lady Dominica, whose letter I have not answered, because, though she is Latin, she wrote to me in Greek.