Numbers 11:7 BBE

⁵  Sweet is the memory of the fish we had in Egypt for nothing, and the fruit and green plants of every sort, sharp and pleasing to the taste:

⁶  But now our soul is wasted away; there is nothing at all: we have nothing but this manna before our eyes.

⁷  Now the manna was like a seed of grain, like small clear drops.

⁸  The people went about taking it up from the earth, crushing it between stones or hammering it to powder, and boiling it in pots, and they made cakes of it: its taste was like the taste of cakes cooked with oil.

⁹  When the dew came down on the tents at night, the manna came down with it.