6. Our soul is dry, our eyes behold nothing else but manna.
7. A Now the manna was like coriander seed, of the colour of bdellium.
8. And the people went about, and gathering it, ground it in a mill, or beat it in a mortar, and boiled it in a pot, and made cakes thereof of the taste of bread tempered with oil,
9. and when the dew fell in the night upon the camp, the manna also fell with it.
10. Now Moses heard the people weeping by their families, every one at the door of his tent. And the wrath of the Lord was exceedingly enkindled: to Moses also the thing seemed insupportable.