8 Now, therefore, my son, hearken unto my voice according to that which I command thee.
9 Go now to the flock and bring me from there two good kids of the goats, and I will make them savoury food for thy father, such as he loves;
10 and thou shalt bring it to thy father that he may eat and that he may bless thee before his death.
11 And Jacob said to Rebekah his mother, Behold, Esau, my brother, is a hairy man, and I am a smooth man;
12 my father peradventure will feel me, and I shall seem to him as a deceiver; and I shall bring a curse upon myself, and not a blessing.
13 And his mother said unto him, Upon me be thy curse, my son; only obey my voice and go bring me them.
14 And he went and took them and brought them to his mother, and his mother made savoury food, such as his father loved.