At night, when the dew fell upon the camp, the manna also fell.
They asked and he brought them quail; with bread from heaven he filled them.
When Moses heard the people, family after family, crying at the entrance of their tents, so that the Lord became very angry, he was grieved.
When they had gone about and gathered it up, the people would grind it between millstones or pound it in a mortar, then cook it in a pot and make it into loaves, with a rich creamy taste.
May my teaching soak in like the rain, and my utterance drench like the dew, Like a downpour upon the grass, like a shower upon the crops.