Numbers 11:6-8

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition

⁶ Our soul is dry, our eyes behold nothing else but manna.

⁷ A Now the manna was like coriander seed, of the colour of bdellium.

⁸ And the people went about, and gathering it, ground it in a mill, or beat it in a mortar, and boiled it in a pot, and made cakes thereof of the taste of bread tempered with oil.