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?
12 Have I conceived all these people? Have I begotten them, that thou should say unto me, Carry them in thy bosom, as a nurse carries a sucking child, unto the land which thou hast sworn unto their fathers?
13 Where should I find flesh to give unto all these people? For they weep unto me, saying, Give us flesh that we may eat.