Manna."The house of Israel The House of Israel is a Jewish community in Ghana. This ethnic group claim to be one of the Ten Lost Tribes of Israel. History of Jews in Ghana It is believed that Judaism and Jewish communities had established a presence in Ghana since ancient times. named it manna manna (măn`ə), in the Bible, edible substance provided by God for the people of Israel in the wilderness. In the Book of Exodus it is compared to coriander seed and described as fine, white, and flaky, with the taste of honey and wafer. ; it was like white coriander seed Noun 1. coriander seed - dried coriander seeds used whole or ground coriander flavorer, flavoring, flavourer, flavouring, seasoning, seasoner - something added to food primarily for the savor it imparts , and its taste was like wafers wafers compressed roughage in flat plates useful for feeding to animals in transit. in honey." (Exodus Exodus (ĕk`sədəs), book of the Bible, 2d of the 5 books of the Law (the Pentateuch or Torah) ascribed by tradition to Moses. The book continues the story of the ancestors of Israel in Egypt, now grown in number to a large landless 16:13) When least expected, The manna Comes. Like a burst of lightning in a moonless desert night Suddenly Allowing you to see all at once in white The deep ravines and gaping canyons, The chiseled walls of protruding boulders, The strangely sculptured statues of mesas, The huge cliffs Surrounding you. When the manna comes, You taste (Instead of the dry rations of stale bread) The most exquisite varieties of ice-cream And chocolate-covered pastries Filled with whipped-cream. When the manna comes, You drink (Instead of a stingy, measured allowance of stagnant water) Bottles and gallons of fruit juices, From citrus to mango, from apricot to kiwi. When the manna comes, You smell The fragrance of incense Enwrapping and enveloping you, Drifting down from the mountains of myrrh And the hills of frankincense. When the manna comes, You see A black raven perched on a leafless bush Transform Into a phoenix Whose peacock-colored feathers dazzle, Unscathed By the halo of flames Blazing around her. When the manna comes, You hear The noise of traffic (honking horns, drivers' curses, coughing buses) fade away; Distant symphonies gradually grow louder and clearer As chariots of ivory and translucent crystal draw near you, Their wheels turning Like gears inside a mother-of-pearl music-box, Creating crescendos you never heard before: The music of chariots driven by hosts of angels. Or are these angels just notes of music: Semibreves, crotchets, quavers Somehow come alive? And when the manna falls, God's fingertips Descend and gently Touch you. |
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