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6 »Now we have lost our appetite! Everywhere we look there is nothing but manna!«
7 Manna was small like coriander seeds and looked like resin.
8 The people would gather it and then grind it in a hand mill or crush it in a mortar. They would cook it in a pot or make round loaves of bread out of it. It tasted like rich sweet pastry made with oil.
9 When dew fell on the camp at night, manna fell with it.