He went, and got them, and brought them to his mother. His mother made savory food, such as his father loved.
Rivka took the good clothes of Esav, her elder son, which were with her in the house, and put them on Ya`akov, her younger son.
She put the skins of the kids of the goats on his hands, and on the smooth of his neck.
She gave the savory food and the bread, which she had prepared, into the hand of her son Ya`akov.
He came to his father, and said, "My father?" He said, "Here I am. Who are you, my son?"
Ya`akov said to his father, "I am Esav your firstborn. I have done what you asked me to do. Please arise, sit and eat of my venison, that your soul may bless me."
Yitzchak said to his son, "How is it that you have found it so quickly, my son?" He said, "Because the LORD your God gave me success."
Yitzchak said to Ya`akov, "Please come near, that I may feel you, my son, whether you are really my son Esav or not."
Ya`akov went near to Yitzchak his father. He felt him, and said, "The voice is Ya`akov's voice, but the hands are the hands of Esav."
He didn't recognize him, because his hands were hairy, like his brother, Esav's hands. So he blessed him.
He said, "Are you really my son Esav?" He said, "I am."