[Verse 1] Old Isaac’s eyes had grown dim with the years, He called for Esau, his son so dear. “My son,” he said, “take your bow, hunt me game, Prepare me a meal, that I may bless your name.” The promise would pass from his trembling hand, The word of the Lord, to the chosen man. [Verse 2] But Rebekah heard, and her heart took flight, She called to Jacob in the fading light. “Your brother’s away, but the blessing’s near, Now listen, my son, and do not fear. Go fetch two goats, I’ll prepare the stew, And your father’s blessing will come to you.” [Chorus] Oh, the voice was Jacob’s, the hands were not, Deception weaves the fate they’ve got. The blessing passed through trembling lies, While heaven watched with silent eyes. [Verse 3] He dressed in Esau’s clothes of scent, With goat-skin hands where smoothness went. “Come closer, my son,” said the old man’s voice, “The smell of the field makes my heart rejoice.” He blessed him there, with trembling tone, “May nations serve you; the world your throne.” [Verse 4] No sooner gone, than Esau came, With hunted meat and his rightful claim. “Father, rise, and eat your fill!” But Isaac shook — the room grew still. “Your brother’s deceit has stolen your place, I’ve given the blessing — I cannot erase.” [Chorus] Oh, the voice was Jacob’s, the hands were not, Deception weaves the fate they’ve got. The blessing passed through trembling lies, While heaven watched with silent eyes. [Bridge] Esau wept with a wounded cry, “Bless me too, my father, why?” Isaac spoke of yokes and strife, Of brother’s rule through all his life. But he swore, with anger deep and wild, “I’ll kill my brother, my mother’s child.” [Verse 5] Rebekah heard and planned once more, “Flee, my son, to your uncle’s door. Stay with Laban until wrath is gone, Until your brother’s anger’s done.” And Jacob fled into the night, Bearing the blessing, burden, and fright. [Final Chorus] Oh, the voice was Jacob’s, the hands were not, But the promise of God cannot be forgot. Through tangled hearts and broken ties, The covenant lives — and never dies.
