You can take it to him to eat, and he will give you his blessing before he dies."
But Jacob said to his mother, "You know that Esau is a hairy man, but I have smooth skin.
Perhaps my father will touch me and find out that I am deceiving him; in this way, I will bring a curse on myself instead of a blessing."
His mother answered, "Let any curse against you fall on me, my son; just do as I say, and go and get the goats for me."
So he went to get them and brought them to her, and she cooked the kind of food that his father liked.
Then she took Esau's best clothes, which she kept in the house, and put them on Jacob.
She put the skins of the goats on his arms and on the hairless part of his neck.
She handed him the tasty food, along with the bread she had baked.
Then Jacob went to his father and said, "Father!" "Yes," he answered. "Which of my sons are you?"
Jacob answered, "I am your older son Esau; I have done as you told me. Please sit up and eat some of the meat that I have brought you, so that you can give me your blessing."
Isaac said, "How did you find it so quickly, son?" Jacob answered, "The Lord your God helped me find it."