When Isaac was old and his eyes were so weak that he could no
longer see, he called for Esau his older son and said to him, “My son.”
“Here I am,” he answered.
Isaac said, “I am now an old man and don’t know the day of my
death. Now then, get your equipment—your quiver and bow—and go out to the open
country to hunt some wild game for me. Prepare me the kind of tasty food I like
and bring it to me to eat, so that I may give you my blessing before I die.”
Now Rebekah was listening as Isaac spoke to his son Esau. When
Esau left for the open country to hunt game and bring it back, Rebekah said to
her son Jacob, “Look, I overheard your father say to your brother Esau, ‘Bring
me some game and prepare me some tasty food to eat, so that I may give you my
blessing in the presence of the Lord before I die.’ Now, my son, listen
carefully and do what I tell you: Go out to the flock and bring me two choice
young goats, so I can prepare some tasty food for your father, just the way he
likes it. Then take it to your father to eat, so that he may give you his
blessing before he dies.”
Jacob said to Rebekah his mother, “But my brother Esau is a hairy
man while I have smooth skin. What if my father touches me? I would appear to
be tricking him and would bring down a curse on myself rather than a blessing.”
His mother said to him, “My son, let the curse fall on me. Just do
what I say; go and get them for me.”
So he went and got them and brought them to his mother, and she
prepared some tasty food, just the way his father liked it. Then Rebekah took
the best clothes of Esau her older son, which she had in the house, and put
them on her younger son Jacob. She also covered his hands and the smooth part
of his neck with the goatskins. Then she handed to her son Jacob the tasty food
and the bread she had made.
He went to his father and said, “My father.”
“Yes, my son,” he answered. “Who is it?”
Jacob said to his father, “I am Esau your firstborn. I have done
as you told me. Please sit up and eat some of my game, so that you may give me
your blessing.”
Isaac asked his son, “How did you find it so quickly, my son?”
“The Lord your God gave me success,” he replied.
Then Isaac said to Jacob, “Come near so I can touch you, my son,
to know whether you really are my son Esau or not.”
Jacob went close to his father Isaac, who touched him and said,
“The voice is the voice of Jacob, but the hands are the hands of Esau.” He did
not recognize him, for his hands were hairy like those of his brother Esau; so
he proceeded to bless him. “Are you really my son Esau?” he asked.
“I am,” he replied.
Then he said, “My son, bring me some of your game to eat, so that
I may give you my blessing.”
Jacob brought it to him and he ate; and he brought some wine and
he drank. Then his father Isaac said to him, “Come here, my son, and kiss me.”
So he went to him and kissed him. When Isaac caught the smell of
his clothes, he blessed him and said,
“Ah, the smell of my son
is like the smell of a
field
that the Lord has
blessed.
May God give you heaven’s dew
and earth’s richness—
an abundance of grain
and new wine.
May nations serve you
and peoples bow down to
you.
Be lord over your brothers,
and may the sons of your
mother bow down to you.
May those who curse you be cursed
and those who bless you
be blessed.”
After Isaac finished blessing him, and Jacob had scarcely left his
father’s presence, his brother Esau came in from hunting. He too prepared some
tasty food and brought it to his father. Then he said to him, “My father,
please sit up and eat some of my game, so that you may give me your blessing.”
His father Isaac asked him, “Who are you?”
“I am your son,” he answered, “your firstborn, Esau.”
Isaac trembled violently and said, “Who was it, then, that hunted
game and brought it to me? I ate it just before you came and I blessed him—and
indeed he will be blessed!”
When Esau heard his father’s words, he burst out with a loud and
bitter cry and said to his father, “Bless me—me too, my father!”
But he said, “Your brother came deceitfully and took your
blessing.”
Esau said, “Isn’t he rightly named Jacob? This is the second time
he has taken advantage of me: He took my birthright, and now he’s taken my
blessing!” Then he asked, “Haven’t you reserved any blessing for me?”
Isaac answered Esau, “I have made him lord over you and have made
all his relatives his servants, and I have sustained him with grain and new
wine. So what can I possibly do for you, my son?”
Esau said to his father, “Do you have only one blessing, my
father? Bless me too, my father!” Then Esau wept aloud.
His father Isaac answered him,
“Your dwelling will be
away from the earth’s
richness,
away from the dew of
heaven above.
You will live by the sword
and you will serve your
brother.
But when you grow restless,
you will throw his yoke
from off your neck.”
Esau held a grudge against Jacob because of the blessing his
father had given him. He said to himself, “The days of mourning for my father
are near; then I will kill my brother Jacob.”
When Rebekah was told what her older son Esau had said, she sent
for her younger son Jacob and said to him, “Your brother Esau is planning to
avenge himself by killing you. Now then, my son, do what I say: Flee at once to
my brother Laban in Harran. Stay with him for a while until your brother’s fury
subsides. When your brother is no longer angry with you and forgets what you
did to him, I’ll send word for you to come back from there. Why should I lose
both of you in one day?”
Then Rebekah said to Isaac, “I’m disgusted with living because of
these Hittite women. If Jacob takes a wife from among the women of this land,
from Hittite women like these, my life will not be worth living.”
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