7 The manna resembled coriander seed, and its appearance was like that of bdellium.
8 The people walked around and gathered it. They ground it on a pair of grinding stones or crushed it in a mortar, then boiled it in a cooking pot and shaped it into cakes. It tasted like a pastry cooked with the finest oil.
9 When the dew fell on the camp at night, the manna would fall with it.
10 Moses heard the people, family after family, crying at the entrance of their tents. The Lord was very angry; Moses was also provoked.
11 So Moses asked the Lord, “Why have You brought such trouble on Your servant? Why are You angry with me, and why do You burden me with all these people?
12 Did I conceive all these people? Did I give them birth so You should tell me, ‘Carry them at your breast, as a nursing woman carries a baby,’ to the land that You swore to give their fathers?
13 Where can I get meat to give all these people? For they are crying to me: ‘Give us meat to eat! ’