Jacob Was Blessed By Isaac
| Isaac blesses Jacob |
Isaac said to Jacob, “Please come closer so that I can touch you. Are you really Esau?” Jacob moved closed to his father, who felt him and said, “Your voice sounds like Jacob’s voice, but your arms feel like Esau’s arms.” He did not recognize Jacob, because his arms were hairy like Esau’s. He was about to give him his blessings, but asked again, “Are you really Esau?”
“I am,” he answered.
Isaac said, “Bring me some of the meat. After I eat it, I will give you my blessing.” Jacob brought it to him…
Then is father said to him, “Come closer and kiss me, son.” As he came up to kiss him, Isaac smelled his clothes---so he gave him his blessing. He said, “The pleasant smell of my son is like the smell of a field which the Lord has blessed. May God give you dew from heaven and make your fields fertile!...May nations be your servant, and may peoples bow down before you. May you rule over all your relatives, and may your mother’s descendants bow down before your. May those who curse you be cursed, and may those who bless you be blessed.
Isaac finished giving his blessing, and as soon as Jacob left, his brother Esau came in from hunting. He also cooked some tasty food and took it to his father. He said, “Please father, sit up and eat some of the meat that I have brought you, so that you can give me your blessings.”
“Who are you?” Isaac asked. Your older son Esau,” he answered.
Isaac began to tremble and shake all over, and he asked, “Who was it, then, who killed an animal and brought it to me? I ate it just before you came. I gave him my final blessing, and so it is his forever.”
When Esau heard this, he cried out loudly and bitterly and said, “Give me your blessing also, father!...”
Isaac answered, I have already made him master over you, and I have made all his relatives his slaves… Now there is nothing that I can do for you, son!” Esau continued to plead with his father: “Do you have only one blessing, father? Bless me too, father!” He began to cry. Then Isaac said to him, “No dew from heaven for you. No fertile fields for you. You will live by your sword, but be your brother’s slave. Yet when you rebel, you will break away from his control.”.
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