5 We remember the fish, which we freely ate in Egypt, the cucumbers and the melons and the leeks and the onions and the garlic,
6 but now our soul is dried away; there is nothing at all besides this manna before our eyes.
7 And the manna was as coriander seed, and the colour thereof as the colour of bdellium.
8 And the people scattered about and gathered it and ground it in mills or beat it in a mortar and baked it in pans and made cakes of it, and the taste of it was as the taste of fresh oil.
9 And when the dew fell upon the camp in the night, the manna fell upon it.
10 Then Moses heard the people weep throughout their families, each man in the door of his tent; and the anger of the Lord was kindled greatly; Moses also was displeased.
11 And Moses said unto the Lord, Why hast thou afflicted thy slave and why have I not found grace in thy sight, that thou layest the burden of all these people upon me?