He also made savory food, and brought it to his father. He said to his father, "Let my father arise, and eat of his son's venison, that your soul may bless me."
Yitzchak his father said to him, "Who are you?" He said, "I am your son, your firstborn, Esav."
Yitzchak trembled violently, and said, "Who, then, is he who has taken venison, and brought it me, and I have eaten of all before you came, and have blessed him? Yes, he will be blessed."
When Esav heard the words of his father, he cried with an exceeding great and bitter cry, and said to his father, "Bless me, even me also, my father."
He said, "Your brother came with deceit, and has taken away your blessing."
He said, "Isn't he rightly named Ya`akov? For he has supplanted me these two times. He took away my birthright. See, now he has taken away my blessing." He said, "Haven't you reserved a blessing for me?"
Yitzchak answered Esav, "Behold, I have made him your lord, and all his brothers have I given to him for servants. With grain and new wine have I sustained him. What then will I do for you, my son?"
Esav said to his father, "Have you but one blessing, my father? Bless me, even me also, my father." Esav lifted up his voice, and wept.
Yitzchak his father answered him, "Behold, of the fatness of the eretz will be your dwelling, and of the dew of the sky from above.
By your sword will you live, and you will serve your brother. It will happen, when you will break loose, That you shall shake his yoke from off your neck."
Esav hated Ya`akov because of the blessing with which his father blessed him. Esav said in his heart, "The days of mourning for my father are at hand. Then I will kill my brother Ya`akov."