Genesis 27:29-31

Living Bible

^27-29 Isaac: “The smell of my son is the good smell of the earth and fields that Jehovah has blessed. May God always give you plenty of rain for your crops, and good harvests and grapes. May many nations be your slaves. Be the master of your brothers. May all your relatives bow low before you. Cursed are all who curse you, and blessed are all who bless you.”

Esau: “Here I am, Father, with the venison. Sit up and eat it so that you can give me your finest blessings!”