6
but now our soul is dried away; there is nothing at all save this manna to look on.
7
The manna was like coriander seed, and the appearance of it as the appearance of bdellium.
8
The people went about, and gathered it, and ground it in mills, or beat it in mortars, and boiled it in pots, and made cakes of it: and the taste of it was as the taste of fresh oil.
9
When the dew fell on the camp in the night, the manna fell on it.