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6 But now our soul is faint: there is nothing at all, only to the manna are our eyes directed.
7 But the manna was like coriander-seed, and its color as the color of the bdellium.
8 The people went about and gathered it, and ground it in a mill, or pounded it in a mortar, and boiled it in a pot, or made cakes of it: and its taste was as the taste of cakes mixed with oil.
9 And when the dew fell upon the camp in the night, the manna fell upon it.