When Yitzchak was old and blind, he said to his older son, Esav, “Who knows how soon I will die? Go hunt some game and prepare it for me the way I like, so that I may give you my special blessing before I die.”
Rivkah was listening to their conversation, and she said to her son Ya’akov, “I heard your father tell your brother – ‘Hunt and prepare some game for me, so that I may bless you before Adonai before I die.’ Now listen to me, and do as I say. Go to the flock and get me two fine young goats, and I will cook them just the way your father likes. Then bring the dish to your father, so that he can bless you before he dies.”
Ya’akov said, “But Esav is a hairy man, and my skin is smooth. If my father touches me, he’ll discover my trick. Then he’ll curse and not bless me.”
But his mother said to him, “Your curse will be on my head, my son! Just do as I say and go get them for me.”
So Rivkah cooked the goats the way Ya’akov liked. She then dressed Ya’akov in Esav’s best clothes, and covered his neck and hands with the skins from the slaughtered goats. Then she put into Ya’akov’s hands the meat and bread she had prepared.
He went to his father and said, “Father.”
Yitzchak answered, “Which of my sons are you?”
Ya’kaov said, “I am Esav, your firstborn. Here is the game you asked for. Please sit up and eat, and then bless me.”
Yitzchak said to his son, “How did you succeed so quickly?”
Ya’akov answered, “Adonai your God gave me good luck.”
Yitzchak said to Ya’akov, “Come closer, my son, so that I may touch you, to see whether you are really my son Esav or not.” So Ya’akov came close to his father Yitzchak, and he felt him, and said, “The voice is the voice of Ya’akov, but the hands are the hands of Esav.”
Yitzchak asked him again, “Are you really my son Esav?
Ya’akov answered, “I am.”
After Ya’akov served had him the meat and given him wine to drink, Yitzchak said to him, “Come close and kiss me, my son.”
Yitzchak kissed Ya’akov and smelled his clothes, and then he blessed him.
As soon as Ya’akov was gone, Esav came back from hunting. He also prepared a dish and brought it to his father, and said to him, “Sit up and eat, my father, and give me your blessing.”
His father Yitzchak said to him, “Who are you? And he said, “I am your son, Esav, your first-born!”
Yitzchak began to tremble. He asked, “Then who was it who brought game to me before? I gave him a blessing, and I can’t take it away!”
When Esav heard this, he cried wildly and bitterly, and said, “Bless me, too, Father!”
Yitzchak answered, “Your brother tricked me and took away your blessing.”
Esav said, “Is this why he was named Ya’akov, ‘heel’ – so he could cheat me two times? First he took away my birthright and now he has taken away my blessing! Do you not have a blessing left for me?”
Yitzchak answered, “But I have made him master over you! And I blessed him with grain and wine. What do I have left for you, my son?”
“Surely, you have something,” Esav said. “Bless me, too, Father!”
Yitzchak said, “By your sword you will live, and you will serve your brother. But you will rebel and break his chains from your neck.”
After this, Esav hated Ya’akov because their father had given Ya’akov the blessing. He swore to himself, “As soon as my father dies and I have mourned him, I will kill my brother, Ya’akov.”
When Rivkah learned of Esav’s plans, she told Ya’akov to run away to her birthplace where her brother, Lavan, still lived.
She said to Ya’akov, “Stay with Lavan until your brother’s anger cools, and he forgets what you have done to him. Then I will send for you. Let me not lose you both in one day!”
So Ya’akov left his parents’ house and traveled back to his mother’s birthplace, to stay with his uncle Lavan.